Morbid Masterpiece

[Intro]
Cinikill and Telly, Blood Freaks, what the fuck

[Verse 1]
Yo, my name is Cinikill, I'm [?] probably not streets
Walking through all the fog, smashing this telly beat
I got hatred in my heart, it's [?] chest
Living so fucking poor, bitch I'm fucking depressed
I'm killing your baby's father, call me Eric Roberts
In a really bad movie, everybody got slaughtered
Satan hallucinations, triple six with abrasions
I'm having visions of carnage writing these demon pages
Just a recent life of Corey dying without a story
So my strokes in my system I'm looking like Peter Laurie
The maniac of this crap, it's sodomizing the track
Joe Spinel was my dad so give me the hand clap
The demented blood freaks will bludgeon you up on streets
Sick and satanic radical store you went to the jeeps
Dislocating your pelvises making you scream like Elvis
The song is a brutal anthem, a comatose in the phallus
Her evil has a new address, call it my lovely home
Cinikill is the shooter, I'm splattering blood on poems
My pompous gestapo stops, and all of you have nots
Humphrey Bogart of riddles, I'll bang you just like the cops

[Chorus]
My morbid masterpiece will leave you deceased
Thanks to the beast, you'll get cooked in the grease
Or in the boiling water, you're screaming just like a lobster
I can't explain my reaction, envision the lightest monster
X2

[Verse 2]
Yo, the editor of The Predator, putting that in the senator
I'm hurting my secretary, better believe I'm dead in here
Cramming her floppy body, I'm back at my maserati
Necrophiliac subjects, call me Zombie John Gotti
She showin the [?]
[?] us around shit, it must have been Beefarino
The stinky fumes are reliving in my by myself meaning
Shout to Cappadonna for spitting that in the evening
The dying will come to life, once they put down the pipe
No more living with pain in the middle of the night
Ram soaker creates an ogre, just to train him with soldiers
Frankenstein of combat, I'll chop up the organ donor
Elf revenge is like medics, taking out my appendix
Screaming for [?] taxes, death will be your dependent
Another accounted murder, the demon deferrer
Adolf Hitler of Heaven turn into oven burners

[Interlude]
Fucking morbid masterpiece right here
I'm fucking cooking up some sluts
Fucking Blood Freaks, what the fuck

[Chorus]
My morbid masterpiece will leave you deceased
Thanks to the beast, you'll get cooked in the grease
Or in the boiling water, you're screaming just like a lobster
I can't explain my reaction, envision the lightest monster
X2

[Outro]
What the fuck, fucking Blood Freaks
(Morbid masterpiece)
Cooking up some fucking sluts