Just Another Death

Your casket, black roses
Your body decomposes
Did you wanna fuck with us
Throw your hands up if you never trust
Did you want to kill them
Kill them all
KILL THEM
Hey yo, I am the reason that you always fuckin hate God
I am the person that you always label so odd
I am that freak, I am that tweak
I only speak in the tongues that I feel that we believe
We cannot be deceived by all these people that hate us
In guns we trust, let’s fuck em up
Or gettin bucked with the double pump up in your slut
And screaming what the fucks up as I play with her guts
You must think that I’m nuts if you think I would trust you
I’d rather kill you and dump slugs in you
Or film you with how I really feel inside
Pictures of my childhood, feeling so deprived
If you could only see everything I’ve seen
Then maybe you wouldn’t be such a bitch to me
But I guess that’s how my life is
And I can never change
I’m just too strange (x2)
So…
Did you wanna fuck with us
Throw your hands up if you never trust
Did you want to kill them
Kill them all
KILL THEM!
Yeah I’m trying to scare you, but I wouldn’t dare to
Cut you like that, just fuckin relax
Take a look at this ax, face facts
At any time now I could fuckin snap
I’m crazy like that, saw through bone
Or swarm with my dead, I live where the dead roam
Satans in my headphones, we talk through music
He blessed me with wicked shit, taught me how to use it
Don’t confuse it with what you think is rap
The sort of, let’s do these tracks
So go and talk smack, I’m quick up on the strap
And once I bust a cap, I leave yo brains on yo lap
The Dark Half in me is something ungodly
Visions of Christ on the cross rotting
Plotting your death keeps my sanity
I need to see you bleed, it’s the killer in me
Did you wanna fuck with us
Throw your hands up if you never trust
Did you want to kill them
Kill them all
KILL THEM!
Just another day
Just another verse
You’re just another muthafucka that gets to ride in the hearse
Evil lurks and it will seek you out
Just another thing for you to scream about
Unrecognizable, just another John Doe
Chainsaws make it rain blood, bring a poncho
It’s just another blunt filled with chronic
It’s just another track with two of the sickest groups on it
If Hip Hop was the force, I’m the sickest sick lord
Get six mic’s and a sword, then hit you with a light sword
Then fight for it
Towards the rest of you Sucka MC’s
Motherfucker please
None of yall can fuck with these two groups of MC’s
Bring you death on this track
Three MC: Monster Squad, LSP, Dark Half
Or sharp half, Or whatever, I’m shoving it in your face
Cause it’s just another death, and it’s just another day
Did you wanna fuck with us
Throw your hands up if you never trust
Did you want to kill them
Kill them all
KILL THEM!