Lil’ Lurch

Intro:

They found you, walkin' around naked in the street covered in blood and there was, pieces of human meat inside your stomach, how-how did that turn obviously

Verse:

Magus, yo
Just got done torturin', I'm waterin' the law next door (Hi)
I'm suicide in a empty crib holdin' Xanax, I'm dead bored
I'm bummed here to make it uncomfortable with a leg up, bed sores
I can't stand my own music (pffhahaha), theirs and yours (Stop)
In the street with no chain arranged, like I got sent for
ACTIVE (Huh?)
It's early '90's like grip, denim jackets with
Death Metal patches (you know), that shit
I drop tracks quick, like dope dealers pushin' bad batches
I jug a dose, I'm Reverend Jones up in the crowd cuttin' coke
I'm not one to boast, a herd summit for my cult (Wait, wait, wait)
OD, wearin' a Tripper shirt, at Gatherin' of the Juggalos (Come on, man)
Knighted with the skyfire, anointed son
I poison blunts
Rockin' I'm with Stupid T-shirt, arrow pointed up

Outro:

Ohh Lucifer, Prince of the Darkness, please, we pray thee accept this sacrifice our offering, this innocent land of the dawn