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Dark Lotus
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Heinous
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I step one, HA, two, HA
Across the creaky floor
Spill some f**king blood then I'm out the back door
Taking little trinkets fingernails and pieces of skin
And follow my rituals of cold milk mixed with jinn
Stir it together, going down my eyes roll back
I'm chasing that dragon but it's more like a hatchet attack
I'm peaking through windows picking out the next clueless one
My fingers dig into her throat, WHAT HAVE I DONE?
[Jamie Madrox]
I sleep on a bed of sharpened knives
And toss and turn until I bleed
I eat from the bread of chosen life
1,000 ghosts alive in me
Wickedly I'm heinous everything I do is odious
I'm tired of the normalcy to-to-total terror's my function
I noticed that the knife wounds are spelling out her name
To the average mother f**ker can be a little extreme
So I take the bloody clothes and under not just for an emphasis
Try to call me sick, but I'm seeing a horror specialist.
[Chorus]
So you wanna murder this ho?
And you wanna murder them?
You should take a hit of this yo
Once they dead they're not comin' back
[Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
d-d-d-death is eminent
When you honor of the end
With your skull beaten by the wrong side of the ball-pen
Blood poors out of the split up to my ankles and then
On over hammer and grip it so it slips
There's more than one use for a rusty crow-bar
To the whore of the corner who was forever scarred
The terror I inflict is often described as heinous
My history of violence spreads out to leave them nameless
[Monoxide Child]
Like a shell shock, from all the blood that you saw
Stained in the walls that now surround you
and it spreads through the hall
Can see it dripping from the ceiling
Inside, you get this feeling that the criminal is still creepin'
That's because I'm right behind you
Pulling the gullet from your stomach to your mullet
Split you clean and get up and let your neighbors know I done it
America's most wanted for crimes against humanity,
Hate is in the evilest form in the insanity
[Chorus X2]
The shit you callin' wicked is for kids and cheerleaders
This heinous shit right here is for demonous flesh eaters
It's raining blood in my bedroom, a wet and bloody red
Snakes slither through my earholes in and out of my head
God dammit it's back, a violent panic attack.
I'm schizophrenic and demonically I'm manic depressed
I'll stick an axe in your chest I'll kick some cracks in your neck
I'll beat you into chunks like you was in a train wreck,
Heinously
[Chorus X2]
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