PILE O’ PULP

[Verse 1]
Pull up with the whip like Shamshel
Pull up with the whip like Shamshel, aye
Pull up with the whip like Shamshel
Electric ropes send 'em straight to hell
Tearing up the rooting of the floor and
My fucking final form is transforming
Into a giant motherfucking soaring beast
With six million glowing horns and
I'm roaring, yeah
Leaking heat
Blood keeps pouring
Apocalypse horseman
Circuit shorted
Bitches murdered
I can't fucking help myself
I just want to hang myself!
On a second thought, why not ascend?
Burn the place and move in, no rent
My sins are too much to ever repent
Take all the cash
Yes, every cent

[Verse 2]
Sinister Soup on the attack
Can't even grasp at the fact I'm fucking reborn
Yeah, I'm back from the past
Motherfucking Samurai Jack
Extendo clip mag at the bottom of the Mac
Flaming blazing fast
Don't wanna live, rather crash
Loot the cash
Burn the lab
Burn the bodies, keep the ash
Satanic Soup
Rituals blinding
Dozen devils in the metal .50 round shining
Underwater Malibu
Now the Moon's Rising
Told that bitch try me
In your hood sippin' ice tea
Breaking all my bindings
Awakening
Flying
Crying
Ask for death kindly like me
"Please give me death it's really what I need.."
Wait a second, I'm already dead
I keep forgetting that
I should really check
Join me, it's really not that bad
Couple shots to the dome
I'll even zip the bag

[Pre-Hook]
Sinking ship
Whip a brick
Launch a warhead to your lip
Pierce your dome and dump the guts
Storm of seven fathers
Lightning strikes across my blunt
Fill it up with concrete
Smoke that shit just to feel at ease
(Beep, beep)
What's that sound?
Guess it's time for you to drown, yeah

[Hook]
One last gulp
One last gulp of air
As you sink into the Pile O' Pulp
One last gulp, ungh
One last gulp of air
As you sink into the Pile O' Pulp
The Pile O' Pulp

[Verse 3]
Bitch, I'm marvelous
Wig split on your kin, bitch
Kids acting like they the shit
Flexing stupid
Flexing ignorant
Let's see what they mean when I press them 'bout it
Oh look, now they're my biggest fan!
Begging, pleading for my autograph
You won't get anything except me losing respect for you
Poser motherfuckers still hit me up
Stealin' aesthetics like their name was Boonk
Steal beats and never credit
Basic remixes
You look generic
Act depressed like I've really never heard this
All these trash songs that you put out and claim to be hype
All you're really doing is stealing Esketit

[Hook]
One last gulp
One last gulp of air
As you sink into the Pile O' Pulp
One last gulp, ungh
One last gulp of air
As you sink into the Pile O' Pulp
The Pile O' Pulp