Welcome 2 da Torture Chamber

[Intro: Young Blunted]
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag

[Verse 1: Young Blunted]
Creeping through the darkness, Glock 19 off in my lap
Searching for a victim, hollow points will split his skull in half
Take his stash and snatch his skrilla
Camouflaged, it suit the killa
Krucafix and Blunted chop em up and leave no one to witness
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Cause your bodyparts gon get scattered
All around the room your blood it gets plastered
Sacrifice your life to Baphomet
Bust my tone, legit demonic, kingpin status
Deadly with the venom the Blunted is gonna get em
Cock it back and then we send em to a painful death
Scopin with the infrared you bitches eating bullet
And a demon stay up in my head you ain't no threat
Cut em with the hatchet, catch a sucka up in traffic
Murderism is a habit, gotta get respect
Broken Halo Entertainment, suckas [?get the things?]
Go and mention with the label, all the rest get ripped

[Hook: Young Blunted]
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag

[Verse 2: K-Fix]
Gripping on a 50 finna hit em in the snapback, mags got heaters that'll leave em decomposed
Then I'll be taking em up out the freezer, coming and chopping em up into pieces
Cause I'm lethal with this demon shit it's boiling in my soul
Stacking my profit, fulfilling my prophecy, I'm a G, none of these niggas ain't ready
Ain't a nigga with the shit ain't no stopping me
I'ma keep bodies wrapped up in the trunk of my Chevy
Tone is pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Soon as a nigga start running off at the mouth
I'm about to get bucking put a hole in his head
Me and my nigga Young Blunted get blunted off indica strains we don't fuck with the stray
Coming to lock up the game, cocking and popping them thangs
Screaming out thoughts in my brain I'm illustrating with the pad
It’s because i'm sicker than a motherfucker, coming to rumble, blast em
I'ma give a nigga lethal lacerations
Start grabbing the gun and mask around em gag em
Gripping the plastic bag and cover the victim’s face and take em out with suffocation
‘Cause me I’ve been a menace, demented finna diminish
And give these niggas the business and fill up the cemeteries
With the quick-a-ness leaving the innocent feeling this shit
I'm articulate with the killing bitch you better start vacating the premises

[Hook: Young Blunted]
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag
Pistol pointed at your Red Sox hat
Dickies hanging with the Jason mask
Welcome to the torture chamber
Your life's in danger, think it's time to revolve the mag