Warlord, The Sorcerer

I'm the sorcerer
Come to bring the ruckus up
Devils on my shoulder huffin-n puffin on the angel dust

Fuck a hater slicem em up
With the razor cut
THE WICKED WITCH INSIDE THE FORREST GONNA EAT EM UP
SO WHATS FOR LUNCH A BUNCH OF UPPER CUTS
SO YOU COULD SUFFER LIKE THE REST OF US

360 WITH THE HEAD SPINS
SPEWIN VOMIT COUGHIN UP
GET EM OUT THE COFFIN JUST TO SMOKE AND STOMP EM UP
CANNIBALISTIC CHOMP EM UP

I'M THE EERIE CRYPTIC
ZOMBIE
WIT MY MISTRESS
SLOBBIN - NEVER STOPPING
Mixing poison toxins
I'm psychotic with the chronic uh

I CANNOT SEE ANYTHING COMIN UP, RESURRECT IT MYSELF AND I COME UP ON OUT OF MY GRAVE
YOU WILL NOW SUMMON THE RAIN
BETTER BITE ON THE ROPE AND GET READY TO FEEL ALL THE PAIN

PUSSYBOY TALKIN THAT SHIT BUT I OPEN THE PORTAL THAT I CASTED AND SEND EM WAY
YOU LUCKY IM TIGHT WITH THE DEVIL I PUT IN THE WORD AND IM HEARIN EM SCREAMIN AWAY

I ain't ever biting shit
I see these hieroglyphics i decipher it
All my anger comes from anxious shakey fingers its always cycling

I haven't slept in days
My bodys dying in decay
So why the fuck id ever listen to the shit you got to say