Organ Harvest

[Verse 1: Illtemper]
Organ harvest time, we the golden spokesman
God bless your presence if your soul's been chosen
Sense crazed, snatch French maids cold and wholesome
Eyes shanked by shanks, take the skull and poke 'em
Then they comin' with me, the swole and broken
Stolen in Philly, then they're sold in Oakland
Dopin' before the raid of indulgent potion
Then remove her organs, stops her pulse then frozen
Deliver livers, smugglin' lungs in Yeti cooler
Transplantation 'cross the nation kept me fuller
Lady killer, snatch hearts, got some heavy orders
Pristine organs sell fast so the less we hoarder
Markets torture, waiting times need to be short
If you're a rare blood type, you could be easily corpsed
We get a good laugh when we read the report
And if it wasn't for force donors be unbelievably poor

[Pre-Chorus: Illtemper]
People open up to us and I ain't talkin' 'bout trust
If you catch me gatherin' you better keep your mouth shut
Fillin' up these coolers, don't you ever doubt us
Only thing these customers say to us is "How Much"?

[Chorus: Illtemper]
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)

[Verse 2: King Gordy]
For that paper I'll rape ya
Break your fuckin' face the name is Lord Vader
I woke up in the place, tell the promoter I hate 'em
Get paid to diss on stage and get taken to jail just to bail out and do it again
I'm in every state urinatin', you and your friends
Can get peed on by me smokin' weed with three blondes
Indeed, I'll proceed to give D to each one
And leave with at least three G's, something to feast on
Illtemper, fuckin' with us may need to think on
I'm in a field with dead kids, their legs twitch
Heads stitched, don't get no more horrorcore than this
I'm a high priest, kidnap your daughter for like five weeks
Mind weak, everything I see, I wanna lie deep in the womb
Your fuckin' flesh I'll consume, welcome to Halloween, bitch, you are doomed

[Pre-Chorus: Illtemper]
People open up to us and I ain't talkin' 'bout trust
If you catch me gatherin' you better keep your mouth shut
Fillin' up these coolers, don't you ever doubt us
Only thing these customers say to us is "How Much"?

[Chorus: Illtemper]
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)

[Verse 3: Dr. Fowlmouf]
I'm just a sad dude that naturally gradually in a bad mood
I poke your girl's ass with both thumbs 'cause I'm mad rude
Probably run a train on your chick wearin' my dad's shoes
I have her lick the cream off the cock only 'cause cash rules
Either the bamboos or the rocks be hittin'
When I said I wanted some brains, ha, I wasn't sort of kiddin'
I'm kind of fucked up but I'm on a mission
To have you wake up in a tub full of ice with all your organs missin'
You 6ix9ine, you was born for snitchin', you're halfway gone and switchin'
Yo, I'll be back because my moms be bitchin'
Ha! Wait! It's just the voices in my head
Spin the wheel of fate over twenty choices for your death
Salad over cheese, let's smoke a joint right to the head
It doesn't fuckin' matter 'cause it's pointless when you're dead
Yeah! King Gordy, Illtemper trippin'
Surgery courtesy from Dr. Fowlmouf the villain

[Pre-Chorus: Illtemper]
People open up to us and I ain't talkin' 'bout trust
If you catch me gatherin' you better keep your mouth shut
Fillin' up these coolers, don't you ever doubt us
Only thing these customers say to us is "How Much"?

[Chorus: Illtemper]
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)
Organ harvest! I get good money for you buddy (Brr)
Organ harvest! I got the ice in the tubby (Brr)