Sick Bars

[Verse 1: Hex Rated]
Yo lately I been on some whole other kind of shit
If hip hop is dead then I'm a fucking zombie bitch
Jesus Christ resurrected bringing apocalypse
Snort a line chug a fifth bust nuts in this bitch
Slit my wrists and drip the blood I don't really give a fuck
Fuck your swag and hipster shit I am dumping verbal clips
I am shooting from the hip a sicko psycho I don't miss
I don't miss a fucking thing breathe out and take my aim
Blow the brains out the back of your snapback
All you whack rappers getting stuffed in my trash bag back to the facts
I don't fucking stack cash but I'll stack disemboweled body parts in a black 'Lac
Rap like a madman gat in my right hand
See me at night might end up in a trash can
Fucked in the mind I'm smoking on some headband
Hex Rated bitch sick bars no Soundscan