Cinikill & Nataslive
Cinikill
Cinikill & Aa (Rap)
Cinikill & Nataslive
Cinikill & Aa (Rap)
Cinikill & Aa (Rap)
Cinikill
Cinikill & Deleted Souls & Casacas & Nataslive
Cinikill & Split Pee
Cinikill & Grimey J
Cinikill
[Intro]
Perhaps at night when you [?], I want to feel the trembling flesh in my hands as I squeeze the life out of the body, as a struggle victim escapes, I was thinking [?] that there must be no mistakes
[Verse 1: AA]
She said "Stop calling me if you ain't got nothing to say"
Stop following me, like I was stuck in the way
Duct tape across her face, slamming her down
Who the fuck's giving a fuck now?
The hatred ain't never gonna stop, forever smoking pot
Forever trying to escape, this thing is called reality, self [?] immorality
[?] stabbing me, dumbfounding me
I built my house on top of an assumption in this world is more tolerable
When in a concussion, how many times [?] we're so goddamn cold
I'm not just [?] but I could be so bold
Double-A the type of MC to fuck you up
Straight, rip her in half when I fuck this slut, make no mistakes
(Deleted Soulz and C1N1K1LL!)
[?] break 'til we break the jaws, crossed her face
Deleted Soulz ain't stoppin', bitch, come get a taste
Cigarettes lace with toothpaste
You ain't barely drinkin' beer unless you drink it in case
I want you on this mattress rollin', and yes, these are handcuffs
I want you bleeding in the head with this [?] club
I want you chokin' on it, I want you dead
I want you buried six feet under 20 bullets in your head
What's the point of you ain't sayin' what you're thinkin'?
'Cuz saying bullshit'll hit a key across your leg in
What's the point of all this bullshit I'm thinkin'?
I'm sick of all the bullshit and I'm sick of all the drinking
You know the news won't show my tape
I'm Double-A, bitch, I make no mistake
[Verse 2: Skeet Reez]
[Verse 3: C1N1K1LL]
Carol Kane has the champagne, then molests her face
I only chased the dragon when the cocaines eat their veins
As the darkness arches vertebrates in a carcass
That's when my conscious mutates the heartless
The beast in the cellar [?] Michelle Gellar
She cooks all her grudges with Hamburger Helper
I'm killing talking madness with the doctor butcher savage
After midnight, slut, don't touch the package
When hidden bodies appear, don't smell the mattress
R.I.P. Gilda Radner, the dead actress
Deleted Soulz and Cinik who caseinate up in it
We're killing all you slutty rappers in the local clinics
For the doorway than the devil we conquer in the cattle
Get inducted into terror with the help of Aaron Neville
C1N1K1LL!
[Verse 4: Casacas]
We'll cut the flesh and scrape it precise like [?] in the loss of the life
When I pebble your wife, I'll [?] attach your back
I slice your neck with the knife, horrorcore rap
I'm the [?] type, I'mma prey you and slay you
Disintegrate your face before Satan comes and takes you
No mistakes, [?]
[?] matches, I'll burn your church to turn and reverse
[?] motherfucker and tries to lurk
Mr. Gambino fucking doggystyle [?] skirt
There's no mistakes when take your pussy, tear it up, and burst in the dirt
I am death, I am [?] in the flesh
Bundy Dollar Richard Ramirez
With each step my trace back to [?] of the dead
I am sick clearly
And there's the reason why you should fear me and that reason be this
C1N1K1LL, Nataslive King in the rest of the clip
Horrorcore hip-hop, man, we up in this bitch
[Verse 5: Nataslive]
[?] respite of celestial turning humans to vegetables
Incredible home am I might become inseparable
Ripping your skull plate with scissors and [?] blades
Have sex my lady victims and I dipper [?] soul fate
Blood drains when I spit flows and split skulls
Chokeslam and [?] big show
Get low, cuz the 50 Cal might start ripping out
Bloody body parts [?] over your people in the house
Sitting in the crime scene cuz I might be
The only serial killer, the murderer rhyme scheme
[?] the funeral
Caskets to me, [?] the beautiful fashion
Imagine inanimate dragon stands and patterns of passion
Around the little kid and wish they could redeem the fermenting
Poisonous plants turn you when your boys in the ash
Sharp whistle even throws cut open and slashed
Natas [?] testament breaking people skeletons
Like Arizona teas with virgin pellets of mescaline
Digging birds are C1N1K1LL, Casacas and [?]
[?] next week
Visions in my sleep [?] around
[?]
Cuz no one believes me when I say I came out of Hell
I'm a venom so most people [?] see me
I can escape from straitjackets like a [?]
[Outro]
You bring the crowns and heads of conquered kings to my city steps!
You insult my queen, you threaten my people with slavery and death!
Oh, I've chosen my words carefully, Persian
Perhaps you should have done the same
This is blasphemy! This is madness! This is... Demon Pages Vol. 2
C1N1K1LL, The Deleted Soulz, Casacas and Nataslive...
What the fuck... Yo, check it out
Tony Mahoney on the beat
Word up [?]
But have they lived very very long lives? They could not have expected, nor would they have wished to see as much of a man and McCobb as they were to see that day?
No Mistakes was produced by Tony Mahoney.
Cinikill released No Mistakes on Fri May 21 2010.