You Will Eat The Flesh Of Your Own Sons And Daughters

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
Flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't
Flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't

[Verse 1: Doc Gruesome]
Bitch, I keep my pistol packed, anybody wanna fuckin' act up? (Act up)
Never had no past, bitch, so put your fuckin' hands up (Hands up)
Death to all my enemies and anybody with 'em (Anybody with 'em)
Bodies shakin' like an epileptic to the fuckin' rhythm
Bitch, call for an exorcism, someone come and get the kid (Get the kid)
I've been off my rocker actin' like a fuckin' lunatic (Lunatic)
Someone call the doctor, get the paddles to revive him (Revive 'em)
I know there's a piece of fuckin' trauma hidden somewhere deep inside him (Ayy ayy)
I'ma blackout, leave a murder scene like you never seen (Never seen)
Posted with a red beam, clip your whole team (Bye bye)
Shit is sick as me, I'll never make it into heaven
Your bitch gettin' fucked with a knife on my dick like Se7en (Ahh)

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
It's that flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't
Flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't

[Verse 2: Doc Gruesome]
Yeah, you lookin' jealous, I'm her side dude, uh
And I'll be lookin' homicidal, yeah
If you keep lookin' at me sideways (Sideways)
I'll uppercut your fuckin' face off like I'm Ryu
Street fight a motherfucker, stomp on they throat (Stomp on they throat)
I'm that beast, lil motherfucker, you must not know (You must not know)
I'ma teach lil pussies how the fuck this shit go (How the fuck this shit go)
Call police, lil bitch, hope they pick you off the floor
I'm a low-town rider, got the city on my back (The city on my back)
I'ma kill for my people, never look for kickbacks (Fuck us up)
Post up in the back 'til I go postal and snap (Postal and snap)
I'm just a ghost in the shell but I'm more comfortable than trapped

[Chorus: Doc Gruesome]
It's that flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't
Flesh of my flesh (flesh), blood of my blood (Blood)
Reaper of death, tell me what's really good? (What's really good)
I've been sentenced and left in the fire to cook (Fire to cook)
Never been blessed so I curse anyone that ain't