Get Ya Wig Split

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split

[Verse 1: 2-Face]
I'm an '80s throwback with a ten-pound axe
An all-blue jumpsuit and a Captain Kirk mask
Hidin' remains up in the cabbage patch
Baltimore, 410, that's where the killers at
Superstitious (Superstitious) like an all-black cat
I'm Vincent Price in the vocal booth tryin' to rap
In the haunted trap house smokin' on a blunt wrap
Yo, you dealin' with a maniac, somethin' like The Zodiac

[Verse 2: Ruthless Rob]
Double R, Ruthless Rob down with the shits (Yeah!)
Stick an ice pick deep inside your bitch's tit (Yeah!)
Yeah, I know I'm sick, a fuckin' lunatic
Peekin' through your window, playin' with a crucifix (Yeah!)
You just a stupid bitch, a dirty ass ho
I'll shove a can of tuna fish up your asshole (Yeah!)
For the hell of it (yeah!) or the smell of it
Opps get popped 'cause the hatin' shit's irrelevant

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split

[Verse 3: Ruthless Rob]
I spit heat when I clap a dead bitch ass cheeks
Got your body wrapped up in a sheet in the backseat
Scatter hacked meat all over Pratt Street (Yeah!)
Baltimore horrorcore, bitch, that's me
Ask me who the wickedest, you should already know
Steppin' on you bitches' toes, sledgehammer petty hoes
This shit's incredible, IB undead-able
Hit you in the head and turn that ass into a vegetable

[Verse 4: 2-Face]
I am The Puppetmaster, the walkin' disaster
You messin' with the werewolf, baby, call the pastor
Baby, call the priest, I got the mark of The Beast
I puncture you with my teeth, at full moon we feast
I'm that dog in Heat, addicted to the red meat
You got no way out (way out), there's nowhere to retreat
This the night of the creeps, the Season of The Witch
I'm just another crazy prick born in 1986

[Chorus: 2-Face & Ruthless Rob]
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split
Old school maniacs! New school killers!
Modern day Zodiac and Jack The fuckin' Ripper
Welcome to that new shit, something out our toolkit
To everybody in the moshpit, get your wig split