OH!

These 2 cock in mouth aids infested bitches wanna diss me
But only if someone else writes wicked lyrics for them
Like I said before you're just as fake as your fucking talent
And whoever told you that you had skill only wanted to ruin you

[Razakel]
Aw shit it’s Razakel in this bitch
Steppin out from the shadows spittin' that real wicked shit
Fuckin' up these ugly bitches thinkin’ they true high class
They ain't nothing but disgraces with dicks stuck up their asses
Classless dick ridin' cock in mouth queens
Using Juggalos by claiming wicked shit in the hip hop scene
I'ma hang you by your weave and knock your dikes ass back in place
I ain't that lady like bitches I will shit on your face
Oh and Lady Morgue and Miss Sara and theresa
Hope you got your vd cards cause ya'll are well known skeezers
Razakel the wicked queen get down on your knees
So I can dub thee my bitch just like SickTanicK did to Lo-Key

Oh (oh) we love to make the blood flow (flow)
From these ugly crossed eyed green fake haired hoes
Cause they don't know (they don't know)
That we the wicked bitches taking shit under control
Oh (oh) dead and 6 feet deep below (below)
Cause these stupid bitches don’t know how we roll
(how we roll) but now they’ll know (but now they'll know)
At least we write our own lyrics and sing in the right note

[Lyssa Cer]
No more room in hell I bet they cleared out space for trashy bitches like you
Sharing cock and disgracing females in the game are the only true things that you do
Chinese dicktrapping’s your favorite pastime
You think you're fucking hard come and meet us on the front line
We three got this evil shit flowing through our wicked queen bitch veins
We keep horrorcore alive, only reason that you claim it's dead is cause it's a game in which you can’t survive
Your classless asses will crash and burn while this trio of sick bitches strives
I should cut your shit from ear to ear and put the underground out they fucking misery
Cause guaranteed you keep up your no class charade you'll be laughed right out the industry

Oh (oh) we love to make the blood flow (flow)
From these ugly crossed eyed green fake haired hoes
Cause they don't know (they don't know)
That we the wicked bitches taking shit under control
Oh (oh) dead and 6 feet deep below (below)
Cause these stupid bitches don't know how we roll
(how we roll) but now they'll know (but now they'll know)
At least we write our own lyrics and sing in the right note

[Smallz One]
Hold the fuck up, somethings definitely wrong
You mean to tell me these bitches are still carrying on
I swear I've heard them before, but they had a different name
Oh that's right, the slut version of KMK
I have never heard drug music get this out of control
By a walking ad for aids and a loudmouth troll
And you wonder why females are not taken seriously
Cause sluts like this are given the mic and are allowed to spit freely
Get at me bitches and lets flip this fucking script
Hang you at your own show by your infested toopy clits
I ain't expecting shit back, fuck these bitches make me laugh
The bottom fucking line, fuck true high class

Oh (oh) we love to make the blood flow (flow)
From these ugly crossed eyed green fake haired hoes
Cause they don't know (they don't know)
That we the wicked bitches taking shit under control
Oh (oh) dead and 6 feet deep below (below)
Cause these stupid bitches don't know how we roll
(how we roll) but now they'll know (but now they'll know)
At least we write our own lyrics and sing in the right note