Sick Shit

[Verse 1: Scum]
Stay the fuck out of my way, get back or you'll get smacked on
Tripping you get clacked on I'm laughing as you get popped
Muthafuckas thought last album dropped and so I stayed gone but them fags were dead wrong cause I never stopped
Slapped 'em for too long time for me to move on
Do wrong, rap on generating hate
Too late you ain't no fucking superhero to be trying to stop me as I'm locking down my state
I'm that motherfucker with so many mental issues talking about sadistic ways of ending someone's life
So disgusting with my raps you're gonna bе needing tissues after hearing about thе pain inflicted with my knife
After hearing about the rape, the murders and the torture bashing faggots with the bat and drowning little kids
Cutting and stabbing and gutting a bitch who would not rip her clothes off fucking her in the ass with a broken bottle as she bleeds

[Chorus: Scum]
Look in my eyes can you see all that anger?
Tell me again if you think that I could sell loaded wrap-ups and positive bullshit
Though there are many who think that I should
Fuck everyone who ain't dealt with the sick shit
Kill or be killed either strike or get hit
Desperate times call for negative content
Life is fucked up so the music must fit

[Verse 2: Scum]
I'm as angry as a bull that recently discovered about what Rocky Mountain Oysters are and how they're made
Put you in the hospital and when you have recovered as you're checking out sneak up and cut you with my blade
Never plead insanity aware of all my actions
Satisfaction that I feel when I kill provokes my rage
Even getting laid by two of my bitches can't compare to blowing off your fucking head with a Mossberg sawed-off gauge
Had some issues in the past and underwent some treatments
But that didn't help a bit it only made me worse
Made me want to go on provoked sadistic random killings
If I hurt your feelings you can go and blow a horse
Muthafuckas really thought I'd mellow out to sell more
Give up gore and horrorcore becoming a true MC
But you see I couldn't fit my axe in a fucking backpack to attack those faggot fucks that ever doubted me

[Chorus: Scum]
Look in my eyes can you see all that anger?
Tell me again if you think that I could sell loaded wrap-ups and positive bullshit
Though there are many who think that I should
Fuck everyone who ain't dealt with the sick shit
Kill or be killed either strike or get hit
Desperate times call for negative content
Life is fucked up so the music must fit

[Bridge: Scum]
This is strictly from the sicks so fuck you if you ain't one
Better to get a fucking gun and go shoot up a school
Hit your father with a brick and cut your mother's head off
Tie your fucking siblings up and drown them in a pool

[Chorus: Scum]
Look in my eyes can you see all that anger?
Tell me again if you think that I could sell loaded wrap-ups and positive bullshit
Though there are many who think that I should
Fuck everyone who ain't dealt with the sick shit
Kill or be killed either strike or get hit
Desperate times call for negative content
Life is fucked up so the music must fit

[Outro: Scum]
Fit-fit-fit-fit
Life is fucked up so the music must fit