Buckets of Throw Up

[Intro]
Here's Johnny!

[Chorus: Dieabolik The Monster]
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Would make the devil sick, I'm sure you might leave

[Verse 1: Dieabolik The Monster]
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer now
Killing shit for weeks, I'm scraping blood off my finger nails
Master at my fuckin' craft, cut a bitch's panty linе
Bitches call me Antichrist, bitch I'm Mr. Antichrist
Big machetе shit's taller than Smallz One
The gun is black and metal so I named it Witch's Cauldron
Flip the switch, pull the trigger, death to a hater
You will see half a head like Tim The Tool Man's neighbor
I'm a killer, bitch, I meant to do it
Throwin' up hot lava, I'm a bronco in a bullpen
I'm ready for the feast, eatin' rappers, I'm a beast
I'm a sword up out the sheath, slaughterhouse to all these sheep
Bitch, your bars are ALDI's cheap
I'm a god to all these creeps, peel your skin off by they feet
Call me Keto with the lean, getting blood like mosquitoes and I store it for the week
Then I drink it 'til my stomach gets weak

[Chorus: Dieabolik The Monster]
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Would make the devil sick, I'm sure you might leave

[Verse 2: Dieabolik The Monster]
Yo! Fill a couple buckets up, smell this like an uppercut
Miss 'em when I vomit on the carpet, there's a couple chunks
Tons of green inferno so I let the bugs eat up the stuff
Momma see me drink it and she said "Nate, what the fuck is up?"
Pro killer man, I can't stand the amateurs
I'm the type to puke blood on my fuckin' manager
Goddammit man. All over my Catacombs gear like that. Blood all over me. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
Rotting bodies, couple of 'em rigor mortis
Drillin' holes in their temple with the cordless
Real evil, bitch, I should have been aborted
Off the rails, I'm doing rails down in Portsmouth

[Outro: Dieabolik The Monster]
Fuck the world, I'm goin' out as a shooter
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Fuck the world, I'm goin' out as a shooter
Buckets of throw up are next to my computer!
Here's Johnny!