Blood Money

Sick of all the politics
Never one for establishment
Stab a motherfucker just to rub it in
Especially if he’s government
Federation of what again?
Taxing every single bit of common sense
Medicine’s irrelevant when everybody’s cognizant
Constant sins, tainted by the touch I’ll let it flow again
Distorted morbid conscience showing every single murder wish
Psycho shit, burn it to the ground so we can start again
Descend into the depths of madness
Lead attracted like a magnet
Heard the story’s oh so tragic
Hope you wanted scattered ashes
Slumber slaughtered, empty altar
Canon fodder for an author
Silver tongues, trendy talker
Famine for the family honor
Leave ‘em dead inside
Right between the eyes
Tongue around the barrel got you praying for the devil
Gun up to your temple yeah I’m gonna let the blood flow
Ecstasy from agony
Murder spree, yet I’m roaming free
Rolling on a drug or three; impurities;
Cleansed by all the souls I keep
Silence for the victims, please
Devil’s on my shoulder
Phantoms keep me company
Decimate like pestilence
I’ll show ‘em my malevolence
Pull the trigger, watch ‘em wince
Existence-ending iron crits
Constricted by their vicious grips
They’ll twist it ‘til their motive fits
Nothing can control the itch
‘Til body count hits triple 6
All the sheep are mindless
Attracted to the violence
Crimes of thought are constant
Graves contain the opps, fam
Talk about some fuck shit
All they’ll see is bloodshed
Devil’s in the content
Drink until the fog hits