[Intro]
Devereaux
[Verse 1: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Make my motherfuckin' day little bitch when I reach for your heart through a hole in your chest
Kill 'em all, men and women better known when I feed you in the trunk
While there's room, we're killing all of the rest
And you best not put up a fight
Or we might cut you open, tie your guts to the whip
Then we'll dip down the motherfucking highway to hell
With you dragging behind as they unwind til' they rip
Your spine, let it rip as your meat just disintegrates
On route 666 we will dig your graves
Out the oculus mirror those killers came left them chopped up, dismembered they remember pain
Ending your life you can see 'em burning in the flame
This is the knife I'm certain gonna penetrate your frame
Preparing food for the fam you on the dinner plate
Another victim found on the interstate
And I don't give no fucks if you die If you go hella slow with the blast of a gun
If someone's finna cry will no one even care when your blood's everywhere
So how fast can you run?
From my fam, aw man you're fucked
Just like a bitch at a party hella drunk all alone
Should've ran like a rabbit from a dog
Should've ducked when we sped up and caught up with you punk in a zone
Get punched in the dome with the butt of a chrome so hard that your head cracks
Open up your whole mind with the crowbar and it's go time
Get beat til' your neck snaps
Give 'em death naps, make 'em one with the earth again
Triple M-F-D cursed within so let the purge begin
We won't hurt your skin in our church of sin we preserve your skin
[Chorus: SCUM]
Time to open up your mind
We got them crowbars ready, soon your dome will crack
This is hell and it is oh so hot
That skin is melting as we own this track
[Post-Chorus: SCUM]
Saw and axe and an axe represents that
Expertise when we using a knife
Feel the sickness we bring so intense that
You will crave it while losing your life
Feel the sickness as real as the ice pick
Finna scrape both your eyes til' they leak
Deadly Drug Volume Two double price break
Bringing bloody demise to the meek
[Verse 2: SCUM & Insane Poetry]
Devereaux
Click-clack I'ma let you go eat a dick that's covered in crimson like a red lollipop
Stick that in a bullet hole and to fit that
Stabbing and let a fuckin' dead body fall
Damn when I'm done I'ma finna carve Triple M-F-D in a motherfuckin' face with a knife
Time for the fun to recommence
Letting them have hours of suffering in place of a life
I'm a Butcher Brother you get shaved for a price
Like deer meat feel the blades of my knife
And some demons in your dream come to take your life
Sell your soul to the L now pay the price
Relentless torture on your days and nights
We have got such amazing sights
In hell to show you, this is lobotomy, taxidermist now say goodnight (Woo!)
It's a sickness that you witness when we coming to your city for a show
But with no rhymes, these unsolved crimes piling up we got no pity for a hoe
That we catch and we snatch with the quickness
Miss, but don't you have a soul that can talk?
Motherfuck that when the Butcher Brothers are in this bitch
Then your body's getting outlined in chalk
That's how we do it
Leave them with gory scenes tonight of that morbid shit
We will burn em' all at the stake (Yeah!)
Leave 'em screaming when the torch is lit
Wicked shit we endorsing it
Pain and pleasure is a gorgeous mix
Eternal fire when you set ablaze, this is how we leave the corpses crisp
[Chorus: SCUM]
Time to open up your mind
We got them crowbars ready, soon your dome will crack
This is hell and it is oh so hot
That skin is melting as we own this track
[Post-Chorus: SCUM]
Saw and axe and an axe represents that
Expertise when we using a knife
Feel the sickness we bring so intense that
You will crave it while losing your life
Feel the sickness as real as the ice pick
Finna scrape both your eyes til' they leak
Deadly Drug Volume Two double price break
Bringing bloody demise to the meek
The Sickness was written by SCUM (USA) & Insane Poetry.
The Sickness was produced by Devereaux.
M.M.M.F.D. released The Sickness on Fri Nov 03 2023.