Torture

ROZZ DYLIAMS:

S, sneakin up out of the House of Drip bitch and I'm drippin like ooze
A, after the murder is done I will not even clean up my shoes
D, dylan we fallin' off in it so hard I could get on the news
I, I am the one with the ana with everything other than truth
S, sick in the head with the virus [???] but what you gon' do
T, takin the bank(?) and I'm buckin and stuck in a devilish mood
I, island of bodies in a bloody ocean and I'm on the top
C, creatin' and boomin' a [???] frequency makin' you drop

T, tearin it down with psycho sounds and mystic shit
O, over and over again when we stompin' you down like a bitch
R, Rolling H1 with Kold Blooded ready with the switch
T, tickin just like a bomb about to erupt quick
U, using tools and making you drop it off like this
R, ready or not I'm coming out the house with a half-moon clip
E, easily execute eradication when you make me click
S, slither away like a snake as I vanish and tighten my grip

HOOK

One look in my eyes
And your mind is mine
Hypnotized, Now your bein crucified
Paralyzed tryin to escape but caint
And died in vain while screamin
Wishin this all wasn't torture....

KOLD-BLOODED:

Fuck all my enemies
Fuckem all up
Pile all the bodies
In bags in my trunk
Then ill be takin'em str8 to the lake
And i'll smoke a whole blunt
While im watchin'em sink
You don't wanna see
Kold-Blooded get down
Murderous shit
That i think is profound
Round after round
Is the sound of the dead, in my head
And they keep tellin me to go raw,....
I'm like that muthaphukkin-movie Saw
Make it a game, as i put you through pain
Really im teachin you lessons
I just have a method
That people may label insane
Really i shouldn't be rappin bout it
The beautiful thing, is the people who doubt it
Because they become my next victims
Never knew what hit'em
I getem, while theyre in their houses.................

But the problem is, that i really love it
So ill never ever wanna ever give it up...
Then i take it to another fuckin level
When i light up all the candles
And begin to cut....
OFF - both your eyelids...
Sew your mouth shut - for silence....
So you can't call me selfish
-your so precious
While your cryin......
As the tears run down your face
Into that cup
Thats right beside it,....
I take a couple sips
And start to trip
I'm so excited
--- now we're really getting to the good part
I can't deny it
I'll pretend to let you go
And let you run
While i start drivin'...........

HOOK