The Confession

[Intro: Donnie Menace]
Yo, test, one-two
Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Donnie Menace]
No matter what I'm still a nightmare and Hellraiser
Giving eardrums paper cuts from using those paper
I could tell tales of pain and agony cleverly and happily shred anatomies and then watch you die tragically
Factually all I’m practicing is living with tragedy
Toying around with the morbid till I'm on my back deceased
Fuck an article in a rap magazine
I'd rather be on ABC laughing at a sad tragic scene
I’m spazzing through reality swinging a bloody hacksaw
So I suggest you back off cause I could slash your back off
Leaving the rest of your limbs hacked off
Treat your life like a blunt inside of a rhyme cipher, passеd on
You jackoff, you couldn't leave your clips in my direction
Causе I could make things levitate and lift like a possession
From Sin City to CT we're sick with the selection
It's Donnie Menace and Mr Freeze, this is our confessions

[Chorus: Mr Freeze & Donnie Menace]
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on

[Verse 2: Mr Freeze]
I’m spitting sixteen through the dream of the Elohim
While rap cats catch stars through a magazine
My next scene’s on the sites like some Gore Flicks
Exorcist motherfucking heads like a vortex
I'm into raw sex, deep with the knife blade
Poke a couple victims and I send ’em till the light, fade
For the mic fame, situation might change
Ripping people's bodies and I turn 'em into light shades
It's been a slight daze since I smoked dust
Now everything is shaking and my mental’s spilling blood
But I'm 'bout to fill the cup as I drink from the chalice
And seek a new direction while I'm trying to find a balance
This system ain't a palace
It's pitiful and desolate, get stepping and get turned to sick sections like the Exodus
Your reverend is a pessimist, mine's a little gory
It's Mr Freeze and Donnie Menace, listen to the stories

[Chorus: Mr Freeze & Donnie Menace]
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on

[Verse 3: Donnie Menace]
There's no way that I'll be concealing myself
Cause however I do it I'm still being real to myself
I wanna be killing for wealth using my said style
Shredding them textiles with lyrical projectiles
I gaze into purgatory and just gaze away
And remain amazed at the bloody trail and the way it's paved
I'm labeled as the brave carrying Satan's brain
Walking through the underground with the chains of slaves
Will I break away? Only time will tell
So I might as well stay live as Hell until I see the fire dwell
I'm like the killers from the scenes in Hostel, making decisions on the spot that can easily drop you
Seen as a role model but the dark lures me in
It turns me into the evil that's always surfacing
I'm running at full speed across this burning bridge
But within a millisecond I can reverse the sin

[Chorus: Mr Freeze & Donnie Menace]
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on

[Outro: Donnie Menace]
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music is the weapon and we give you what we feel, yo
This is my confession, murder, kill, kill
Music's how we kill 'em and the pain is very real, come on