, Stacking up bodies to, Racking their kegs up. From racking a bitch to, Stacking them crates up, I'm still hungry and I'm back with a tapeworm.
stain on my apron Soon as the blade spun run, they run away from Who wanna play dungeon? No one is safe from In search of a brain surgeon A great one
energy I pose as angels clothes is mangled Instead of girbeaus and kangols, the ho's still dangle I chose the angle of souls who tangle With foe's those who stain yo brain
up, gut it up with cold cuts with another nut heated up, came dirty. I'll be off in that kryptonite turned him into liquid ice, stained his jersey. Leave
of my father So my brain became stained with the horror I'm having reoccurring nightmares Of being soaking wet, strapped down to the electric chair I got tackled with
wanna run on up, like you TOUGH I call your bluff, and blow you down with my hardcore Stuff, I shine like twenty-four carat [Ol' Dirty Bastard] Roll and stroll with
the lyricist with the cleverest rhyme Erupt to deduct your fuckin' mind Fuck shit up on the hurry-up Known for burying ducks through more styles than a muck Warning you chump, brain
shoot the fruit, toot toot the hoot Scoot with the loot and knock a cute suit boots Entertain your brain like kane, not strain to maintain my main (shit) stain
cause it's colder than it was And start shorty, because I'm a little older than 'cause And the buzz from the saw, with the chain to your brain Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain
, the lyricist With the cleverest rhyme erupt to deduct your fuckin' mind Fuck, shit up on the hurry up Known for burying ducks through more styles than a muck Warning you chump, brain
shit And ya sucka bitch Don't make a move And get da fuk out of da House of Krazees grove 'cause I be at like crack to you skull with my hand Piss on
military style." "oh? so there may be a war." [killa sin] Universal soldiers Yo, yo Automatically I reign supreme, laser beam tracks and graze your brain
you go through, more terror than the terror that Bobbit's gone through And if you're down with that bullshit Nazi lie talk Nigga you'll wake up with your
Willing to be killing maybe is a great sin but It's not appealing when bullets penetrate skin what Pain when a brain leaves a stain with the quickness
the dark like when it rains in the park You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars, enabling your partly clouded logic To pay to impart bliss with
I know, I left a stain in they brain If it's time to die I won't cry, just make it quick with no pain At least I know, I left a motherfucking stain [
. The Age Of Confusion: Reason] And as the orgies all fade And lust no longer attracts Then the brain will subdue the flesh Put the focus on facts Human brain with