Rest In Pieces

[Verse 1]
Get the blunt of cloud, I just smoked
Paranoid chief of your victims, paralyzed
I sure got my hands grip tight round
Bitch, don't act as a fucking joke
I trip 'cause you had no hope
Locced out, smoked out, darkened shroud
With the blade I took
I got the heart of a Samurai
In the mind of a killing
Cut down on my breath and leave 'em headless
It's the feeling with the intent of destruction
Two minutes always locked in my dungeon relief
Stim on your function, show you, some real distortion
Controlling the mind of the weak
Try to fight back, but it isn't defeat
Lord of the Wicked, can never be beat
Roamin' the earth when my work is complete
Terrorize, Hell in my brain
Creep with me, as we trigger the flames
Walk with the dead and we clean up, bring pain
Taking your life of this darkness I gain
Evil gains, 6 Feet, SIXSET, shit with the murder trick
Fucking these bitches, we leave 'em in stitches [?] vengeance you wouldn't talk shit, hoe

[Verse 2]
Bringin' that funk, that underground sound
Poppin' the trunk, we fucking them down
Get the fuck out my way, bitch, I’m not known to play
Riddin' the hearse, with the thirst then we bound
For that darker side, victims can't hide
Akoza rolled up that dank
When we arrive, we drove the mic
Quickly strike, no time to think
Fuck da law, break da law, kill them all and be comin' out low
Young, wild and violent, just some 90's baby, tryna ball
From the streets, say "fuck some peace" so anarchy is what, I speak
In the chamber with the beast, come walk with me and will came breeze
Deceased we creep, nameless suspects of a stang
Breakin' these bitches, like we are some peeps never showin'
No love, then no fuckin' lied
Runnin' game, spittin' gain'
From the south, so I be sippin' on drank
Rippin' brain, pickin' brain
Plannin' a hit for the most stalkin' vine
No fear, you can enjoy
Got no heart in my chest, just a Big Boy
You better avoid, do not approach
Settin' to me, wrong and get stomped like a roach
Never have hope, the future is obvious
Youngins will bring in the start of apocalypse
Bodies are droppin' and people left gutterless, you pieces of shit, you let us become these