The Return

[Intro: Borey]
Torture, murder, death and fucking gore

[Verse 1: SCUM]
LSP is back in business like before but more hardcore
Give 'em more, fucking sickness, more fucking rage
Give 'em more fucking victims, shot up by my gauge
Give 'em blood on the ceiling, a corpse on the floor
Give 'em guts on the carpet and brains on the door
Give 'em hearts in the blender and kidneys on ice
Give 'em livers and eyes they can roll just like dice
Give it up for the psychos who live in Mile High
It's a place where them tourists occasionally die
It's a place where your children can just disappear
Though I love 3-0-3, you ain't safe 'round here

[Chorus: Borey]
Cut 'em from his asscrack to his nut sack
I'm a atheist, I hit your priest with a fucking bat
C.S.I. hit the scene, guess what they found?
His head in Aurora, the rest in the D-Town

[Verse 2: SCUM]
Cut 'em up, fuck 'em up, hang 'em up to fucking dry
Giving a fuck about them screaming 'cause I love to watch them die
When they cry and they bleed as I hit my fucking weed
Now they filming they filthy parents
Killed and see they shouldn't breathe
Got the blood up on my knuckles, got the blood all in my face
Got the blood up on my elbows, disembowelment was the case
Feel no pity though we shitty, stick my dick up in her womb
Blood is coming out her mouth because that hooker got harpooned
SCUM is back to bring you Gorehop, motherfuckers recognize
Denver City, Colorado is the place to terrorize
Realize I'm never changing so expect some violent shit
Never playing, steady slaying, wigs are split and throats are slit

[Chorus: Borey]
Cut 'em from his asscrack to his nut sack
I'm a atheist, I hit your priest with a fucking bat
C.S.I. hit the scene, guess what they found?
His head in Aurora, the rest in the D-town

[Verse 3: SCUM]
1-8-7, ain't no heaven, shot the reverend in the face
Torch your parish, leave it burning and go catch another case
On a rampage with a 12-gauge rolling down I-25
So what exit am I taking? I'm debating while I drive
Off of Lincoln, down to Colfax, run the light and take a right
Then I spot some guardian angels breaking up a fucking fight
Motherfuck 'em so I buck 'em, struck 'em with the double-aughts
Since nobody likes a witness no one heard the fucking shots
Then I go pick up a hooker, find an alley, park my ride
With my dick up in her mouth I'm contemplating homicide
Bust a nut and then I stab her with a switchblade in the gut
Planning out another murder as this slut is getting cut

[Chorus: Borey]
Cut 'em from his asscrack to his nut sack
I'm a atheist, I hit your priest with a fucking bat
C.S.I. hit the scene, guess what they found?
His head in Aurora, the rest in the D-town

[Verse 4: Borey]
Serving you motherfuckers with murder, death and destruction
Wringing your fucking neck without hesitation and dumping
Pumping you motherfuckers full of lead and cyanide
Cannibalistic thoughts, you niggas is facing homicide
Am I the killa for reala? You can bet
A bullet in your dome and hacksaw through yo chest (uh)
It's the return of the body-snatching villain
And I return to the sickness because I miss the killin' (uh)

[Chorus: Borey]
Cut 'em from his asscrack to his nut sack
I'm a atheist, I hit your priest with a fucking bat
C.S.I. hit the scene, guess what they found?
His head in Aurora, the rest in the D-town