Only the Killer

Intro:

I see we're going to live a little while longer, and I am glad of it, for it must be a very uncomfortable thing not to be alive!

Verse:

Riverman come live somewhere in Hell
Under a spell, Gaf Woody 9 under the belt
The morgue camp reserve the ones rotted in flies
Diggin' dry dirt yet I was embalmed at the time
Use blood when the ink is out
I don't do somе o' what I write down but write what I think about
It's kinda sad, mindless rags, signs and scabs
FDR visеr brands, velvet designer flags
Feed off the blood after one bites the hand
Duckin' vamp K-9 insides of clamp (Biters)
Snakes battle a flegethon sire
I think outside the box and set it on fire
I write for those with their minds torn
And those caught mixin' powders with their laces out like Ein Horn
Kick box a type stylie
Lickin' my bandage fist covered in glass like you be like Miley...
Time the eggs and made my head (ahhh), it's a record crate
All other parts mailed but warm heart never came
Off grid I got loyalists on the far side
Pop farmers in the mountains coppin' my whole archives (Yo!)
Drummer 6 to age of 13
First breakbeat to ever use were played by me
In the kitchen, piss drippin' gloves
Scrips and scrubs, mixin' drugs, and a drop of Christian blood
Glastamine on ice breaker, I cut the hooks
Two minutes to feel the same as any drug you took
Chewin' moldy chunks and rollie pollie bugs
The holy bud, so loud the L hold me up
Goatee cut, told the shrink don't bring to hold me up
Killed only once, Jak don't be dumb (Chill, chill)