Murder Musick Anthem

[Intro: Playboy The Beat]
Yo, y'all know who the fuck it is man
PTB, Mark of the beast
Fuck all that soft shit. All that swag, yolo, skinny jean wearing, faggot ass shit. Fuck the industry nigga, put your motherfuckin' horns up. It's that real killer shit

[Chorus: Playboy The Beast]
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Vice lords, GDs, Crips and them Pirus
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Sickfux, juggalo's, SikCyde crew
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!

[Verse 1: Playboy The Beast]
Kill 'em off like a holocaust, never been soft
I'll leave your body rigor mortised, stiff and hung from a cross
Decapitated and mutilated I'll rip you apart
I can smell your blood for miles, similar to a shark
My blade will bring a fucking smile to your throat when its sharp
I'm the creep that despises the sun and lives in the dark
And I'm a bit bizarre and my victims are finna get hit hard
Tortured and scarred I'ma torch until them bitches charred
Give 'em ten minutes let em pray to they fictitious god
A vicious hog-ass nigga, intentions to brawl
I'll rip your eyeballs out the socket then I'll fuck your skull
Muriatic acid on your face to watch the skin dissolve
The world revolves around me and my cause, fuck applause
I wanna see some blood and violence let me see ya mosh
I'm never second to any man I'ma be the boss
How many rappers must I sacrifice to get my point across?

[Chorus: Playboy The Beast]
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Vice lords, GDs, Crips and them Pirus
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Sickfux, juggalo's, SikCyde crew
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!

[Verse 2: Playboy The Beast]
Yah, you fuckin' cross me best believe that I will find you
I'm outta my mind, my only mission now is to confine you
In my basement gag and bind you, hogtied and duct-tape to blind you
Guide you in the cornfield, let you loose but I'm right behind you
Slice you with the scythe, with your own blood I'll now baptize you
I despised you so I'm 'bout to rip the guts out from inside you
Way that I describe the shit I do will traumatize you
Masturbating while you praying for mercy he won't provide you
I'm knowing he ain't coming, I am God this is what I do
Time for the torture, bring the torch out and the fine tools
Go and kiss the barrel bitch you're 'bout to get your mind blew
Your mind blown, your plasma and shattered bones
That are scattered over the throne as you spasm and try to moan
Slowly drift to the shadows in ectoplasm, you're gone
Till I hit you with defibrillators and rap about it in songs
Probably just think I'm playing so your death will go unsolved, haha

[Chorus: Playboy The Beast]
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Vice lords, GDs, Crips and them Pirus
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Sickfux, juggalo's, SikCyde crew
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!

[Verse 3: Playboy The Beast]
Tell you "Get in" then I'ma take you down a gravel road
I dim the lights, unzip my pants and then I grab your throat
Force your mouth open, make you suck it till you have to choke
You have no hope, I pop the trunk, I'm bout to grab the rope
For sick fuckers like me there really ain't no antidote
I cut your limbs off and used your severed hand to stroke
I'm soaked in blood so I use it to write the ransom note
While I listen to Danzig and Manson hailing Satantic goats
Beat you in the head with a hammer until you have a stroke
Blood stains and splatters, brain matter, shatter your cantaloupe
I'm a violent and tyrannical, sadomasochist animal
Cannibal megalomaniac hacking you up and stabbing you
'Don't give a fuck' type attitude, kinda feel I'm the baddest to
Ever rip it, I'm vicious, you bitches better show some gratitude
Compared to half of you rappers, I kill a pack of you
Ravage you, then I wrap you in separate packets, yeah that'll do

[Chorus: Playboy The Beast]
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Vice lords, GDs, Crips and them Pirus
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!
This that shit that them serial killers ride to
Sickfux, juggalo's, SikCyde crew
Short tempered you don't wanna light my fuse
This that murder music, fuck you niggas y'all can die too!