This’ll Kill Ya

[Intro]
Oh! Good evening! I call tonight's tale This'll Kill Ya!

[Verse 1: Ruthless Rob]
I'm gonna kill ya, fill ya body with some gun shots
Come into my crib and you'll see a lot of blood spots
You can run but I won't let the fun stop
I'll cut your tongue out and stick it in my lunchbox
No respect for the law like fuck cops
You ain't hard, bitch, you soft like a gumdrop
Got an addiction for affliction leavin' bitches missing
I'm gonna spit this horrorcore until you bitches listen
I'm gonna spit this for your whore and make her pussy glisten
Underground definition, shittin' on my competition
I'm on a mission, yo, my sun don't shine
A fucked-up head is a fucked-up mind
I'll dig up your grandma and fuck her from behind
Bust a nut inside her musty ass, I never said I'm fine
Fuck R.L. Stine, I'll give you real Goosebumps
Crack yo ass in the head and give your dome a few lumps
Fuckin' chumps, you couldn't hang if you wanted to
IB comin' through, killin' every one of you
You better recognize you're fuckin' with a lunatic
I'll fuckin' slit my wrist and roll around in human shit
Disrespectin' everybody, everyone's a stupid bitch
And when you see me comin', go and grab a crucifix

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
This'll kill ya! Feel my blade!
This'll kill ya! Perfect time of day!
This'll kill ya! Better run and hide!
This'll kill ya! You ain't gettin' out alive!
This'll kill ya! Feel my blade!
This'll kill ya! Perfect time of day!
This'll kill ya! Better run and hide!
This'll kill ya! You ain't gettin' out alive!

[Bridge: 2-Face]
I got a dead body in my crawlspace
Bitch you don't believe me? Then ask 2-Face bitch
I got a dead body in my crawlspace
Bitch you don't believe me? Then ask 2-Face bitch

[Verse 2: 2-Face]
Ask 2-Face bitch, yeah, that be me
Straight killer O.G. with a swarm of bodies
Any y'all dead like lunatics on meds
Roamin' through the city, lookin' for some head
Lookin' for some brains, bitch, you get slain
I'm a motherfuckin' basket case, bitch, I'm insane
I bring the fire like Kane, I'm leavin' no remains
I'm off the chain like John Wayne Gacy, human organs in my gravy
I'm psycho crazy, I killed Stacy and Casey
I do this on the daily, yo, children are tasty
Dazed and Confused, dumpin' leftovers at Macy's
I'm leavin' body parts in the neighbors' trash
I'm a supervillain twistin' my mustache
I'm off the track, sure don't wanna see me crash
'Cause when I do there will be a bloodbath
You can do the math but you'll still feel my wrath
This is the aftermath of a psychopath
Yo, sit back and laugh at all of this carnage
Cut your body in half as I drift into the darkness
Leave your carcass on the side lookin' like garbage
You can call me Brock, I'm the beast incarnate (What!)

[Chorus: Ruthless Rob]
This'll kill ya! Feel my blade!
This'll kill ya! Perfect time of day!
This'll kill ya! Better run and hide!
This'll kill ya! You ain't gettin' out alive!
This'll kill ya! Feel my blade!
This'll kill ya! Perfect time of day!
This'll kill ya! Better run and hide!
This'll kill ya! You ain't gettin' out alive!

[Bridge: 2-Face]
I got a dead body in my crawlspace
Bitch you don't believe me? Then ask 2-Face bitch
I got a dead body in my crawlspace
Bitch you don't believe me? Then ask 2-Face bitch

[Outro]
Talk about a killing. Goosebumps that is. Yes indeed. You didn't know your pal The Cryptkeeper had a green thumb, did you?