verse 1
back in the days when i walked with a walkman
whispers and hushes stoppin the talkin
I'm not hiphop and rap or rock I'm often
refered as the boss who's not stoppin locked in his coffin
body decays and it rottens, oxycontin in his veins
I'm coughin, up mucus mixed with a burgendy red
thats blood you can't murder the dead
rise from the grave arm stickin from the dirt
you shoulda buried me deeper like the middle of the earth
like the earth's core words floor to the first whore
and it chokes *choke* and she wonder what hurts more
the kick to the stomach or the hand to the throat
damage this ho to the point no bandange can hold
her face together, shes tastin better
stuck with me in hell we on a date forever
hook
we get you sick to your stomach you musn't
f*** with us now cause we killin what we bringin
its a must to get down
we the type of rappers we know that you heard of
... its murder
verse 2
spit till im full and im licking the lead
ripping ya head till my neck is dipped in the red
feel the pop of hearing me
yall shove a "mark" up your asses like tryna "comma" "period"
death is a burden you heard of
the walking dead you cant murder a phantom of hurting
drilling the ceiling and while you sit there and sitting
you cannot stop it, still popping
the beast feasts on the weak east
you cant beat defeat and lead the mean cheat
beats and rhymes, can never see the mind
lead the time in the game while you read the lines
im a little bit crazy when im soundwave
but i guess thats just me, now check the down pay
check we round mayne, cant make me stop it
try to bury me alive ill just escape my coffin
hook
verse 3
I'm naggin this hottie, why dont you wanna chill with me?
take a couple shots and hang at my party?
next minute im draggin her body
all whats left of her is a bag in the carseat
you slaying the barbie? go and take it down
make sure the bag dont break or shake around
started off nice now the heart is on ice
if it was you in my position you'd be barfing all night like you
had the stomach flu
blood in your face like i waved a fresh maxipad
in front of you
time for finishing the deed i got her liver on my feet
this stupid chick gives me shivers when i breath
i can still see the quiver when she screamed that little picture is delivering the scene
its replaying over if she was listening to me
she would of been alive instead of living in my dream
hook x 2
