[Chorus: 8corpses]
Decorating your speakers with the sound of pandemonium
Mood swinging back and forth, bedlam in my cranium
My brain is a thought stadium
Only those who've faced hell can understand my idiom
Decorating your speakers with the sound of pandemonium
Mood swinging back and forth, bedlam in my cranium
My brain is a thought stadium
Only those who've faced hell can understand my idiom
[Verse 1: 8corpses]
Welcome to the brain of a killer that's verbatim
Fold your fuckin' clothes with you still in 'em
Mag dumping anything with a pulse
Bum rush that mothafucka leave his body to convulse
Sadly, your God's a hoax
You can try to pray to him, but your life is toast
My mind is a parade, a fiasco
Who is 8corpses? Hell if I know
Learning to love myself like a clandestinе chemists safrole shelf
Distortеd in my thinking I don't need no help
Taking negativity out my life like I'm rotoscoping in AE
Used to pop that E
Just to satisfy my inner need to feel free
Who is me?
I often ask myself a few inches from the reflection that I see
[Chorus: 8corpses]
Decorating your speakers with the sound of pandemonium
Mood swinging back and forth, bedlam in my cranium
My brain is a thought stadium
Only those who've faced hell can understand my idiom
Decorating your speakers with the sound of pandemonium
Mood swinging back and forth, bedlam in my cranium
My brain is a thought stadium
Only those who've faced hell can understand my idiom
[Verse 2: 99ZED]
Nut up or shut up
These pussies getting fucked up
I'll smack you in the face with a Louisville sluggah
Bitch get back, you wack
And I ain't wanting none of that
Swinging a bat, get cracked
And now you layin' on ya back, bitch
I'ma tip toe
'Round da function while I'm smokin' on da Indo
Hit up ODI now we blowin' gas up out da window
Dooby rollin' doobies now we smokin' on like six bones
Sally runnin' shit like a mothafuckin' Flinstone
Puffin' on da ghost it got me high as fuck
Finna drop the bag on an AR with some monkey nuts
Jumpin' through some mental hurdles lookin' like some double dutch
Sklat gave me love bitch you know I had to double up
Hand over that blizzy I'ma face it in a second
Can't nobody hang if you ain't in 187
All white Crocs when I'm out the house and steppin'
Open up the portal down to hell is where I'm heading, mothafucka