Interlude

[Intro: DieaboliK]
Midwest!
In a second I'ma break it, I'm executive
Impedin' the medicine, ain't nobody better to rip up a body
And it's all put up with the other, been buried under my ottoman
I'm hotter than the Summer, one-hundred and fifty of a set
I murder for the fuck of it, gonna get on some other shit
I'm punishin' motherfuckers that be fuckin' with my (Yeah)
Go and sound your sirens and get under your bed (This Code Red)

[Interlude: The Rocket and The Skull Audio]
I'm afraid it was just the erratic talk of a sick and injured brain

[Verse 1: DieaboliK]
I'm bringin' this sickness like witches
And callous bitches slidin' in dorms
I've been kickin' and totally robbin'
Bombin' and comin' up out of the water with acid
I'm watchin' the body dissolve and disappear like Amber
And shit [?] corpse and a foe
Monster with O comes to me like a demon when my mind ain't home
The music's infectious and my bloodstream's like Code Red
Victims when I'm hittin' and breathin', [blanch?] the ammunition
Been hittin' and hissin', makin' thugs scream
Slittin' and gettin' a rush when I'm in the red end of the vein
Never been the same, pretendin' the fame when it comes to my name
DieaboliK ain't nothin' to fuck with
I'm bringin' homicidal, suicidal, dumpin' guts, bitch
Bloody buckets in the basement, rusty, covered up with
Different sheets and cardboard boxes and other shit
Don't be tryna put your luck in the bucket
And carry it around when you think you be killin' it (Yeah)
I'm feelin' like a villain and I'm bendin' up the membership
When I'm really on the murder scene, bet that I'll be endin' it
The Murder Rap is limitless and I carry it like Emmitt Smith
Put that on the internet, blow it on the download
C-O-D to the E, redrum on the down-lows
Like I care if you're standin' right there
Put one hand and one finger straight up in the air
Like fuck you if you ain't down with D-I-E and K-A-T
Double-barrel to your brain, I'll blow away your memories
That's how the fuck I feel, that's how the fuck it's real
Code Red, tell 'em what's the deal

[Bridge: Katatonik]
Yo, Code Red
Code Red in yo head...
Code Red in your motherfuckin' head, bitch

[Verse 2: Katatonik]
I was born crazy, you can say I'm somethin' like a sick fuck
Spit the wickedest sickenin' track and load it with venom in every cut
Flow motion pictures, should probably sew my eyes shut
Crazier than the last guy, no, you can never get in front
Of my frontal lobe, take a lesson from the scrolls of a madman
Half the rappers gonna end up in a trashcan
Speakin' of trashcans, that's probably where I'll crash, man
'Cause that's the only place that comes close to how good that I am
What I am, borderline psycho mixed with a killer
Heinz 57, King Kong crossed with Godzilla
This god's iller than most rap, [?] stop where your Code Red's are strong
We could have your pops spill your Bang
And everything goes black like my inner beings
I'm so motherfuckin' tired of all these heathen's breathin' my airspace
DieaboliK, grab the hairspray and a book of matches
Let's show these little bitches our magic that we live to practice

[Outro: The Rocket and The Skull Audio]
We use, uh, Pentagon intelligence. Takes some due diligence. Hmm