Your My Stump

[Chorus: MC Mangina & MC Bushpig]
You're my stump, left limbless, I'm ready to pump
Torn and skinless, blood lubricates your butt
You're my stump, skewered on a meat hook knife in your cunt
Featureless carcass dripping with my chud (X2)

[Verse 1]
Tied up victims of carnal tortures and sex slaughter
Dismembered by my slow cutting movements
Accompanied by my cock in your rectal tumour
My tongue in your anus, this shit’s a throat soother
Aromatic aesthetic improvements aided with your stool stench
Combined with your blood and vaginal elements
Bring my penis to new length to make your dying womb clench
Forceps, articulated with sadistic concepts, dissect
Impale the remains carefully
Not to obstruct the genitals point of entry
I sucked the rectums empty
Prepare the corpse just like all my lovers that I dug up from the cemetery
I'll fuck anyone that's buried with a fresh meat aroma
Can be nurtured and groomed just like an unhealthy stoma
Cut the limbs off and bag it up
Take the stump home and give it a new persona
Consecrate it with my boner
No arms, legs or head, she's a perfect lady
Less irritating with no forceful needs of separating
With the double fist up her colon and there's no complaining

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[Verse 2]
It's rare to fuck bitches that still breathe, give her tits a squeeze
Piss on the broken jaw and saw the legs off for the knees
And spray my seed in the blood soaked ass cheeks
Spread your lips now if you don't wanna be a dick-stabbed whore
Absorb all of my member 'till you're torn and deformed
Drinking piss at knife point
The cleaver drives above your elbow joints
Watch your fingers are fitted with nails and barbed wire
Abused by your own hands 'till your ass dies
I make an operating theatre of your cunt
The blood flows from the rectal sacrifice
You're carved nice with an obsolete surgical device
Nevertheless, the blades and saws are kept in alignment
I'm slicing the freshest hymens
Any sluts that suck cock
Molesting the meat divided
Now your limbless torso has me excited
Enormous erectile conditions
A load of boar jizm is provided
Bitch, I cut you for my hungry cock needs and your death is already decided
My fantasies are sick, I'll never deny it
All females need an amputation just to keep 'em quiet

[Chorus]