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insane poetry - violent art (director's cut mix] lyrics

[verse 1: insane poetry]
my poetry is crazy, it’s insane
the unholy sensei with a verbal samurai done sliced yo membrane
i been stained with the wickedness, my pen drips that evil ink
padded room mentality, some say i need to see a shrink
f+ck what you people think, i think i really need a drink
right up out yo jugular, tonight with a knife i’m cutting ya
you’re a customer at my slaughter fest, but really ended up a victim of it
it’s my violent art that i paint, ’bout to hang a picture of it
it’s cycoangelo, my microphone’s my paintbrush
masterpieces concocted, homie, i can’t rush
i take my time with each rhymе, it’s designed
to make gangsta n+ggas squeezе nines and please felines
easy ’cause i get ’em off that herb and that cheap wine
get they ass on video cam serve ’em a cream pie
turn into a snuff fl!ck when i decide to take an ice pick stick it in each eye
then i’m out throwin’ up the peace sign

[chorus: insane poetry]
violent art
violent art
violent art
welcome to my violent art
perfectly painted portraits of people pried apart
a gallery of body parts, this is my violent art
violent art
violent art
violent art
welcome to my violent art
perfectly painted portraits of people pried apart
a gallery of body parts, this is my violent art
[verse 2: insane poetry]
carcasses showered with razor blades and bottles of shard glass to the flesh carving my epic novel
in your skin the books of blood written in aramaic symbols
insensate desecration of life, the pain is mental
this is misery, you could picture me visually scissoring through your torso without any anesthesia (yeah)
camera seeing the torture that i’m inflicting on youtube
with two million views dude the ritual is voodoo
that’s bloodier than soo woo
when acting out the snuff film graphically, video cam capturing
my heinous acts scratching the surface of my insanity
laughing at the circus of coroners unearthing your family
asphyxiated death through duct tape
then placed in a steel barrel move with the wheelbarrow
to a vacant lot even the coroner can’t deny
my portrait of death is just a horrible way to die

[chorus: insane poetry]
(this is) violent art
violent art
violent art
welcome to my violent art
perfectly painted portraits of people pried apart
a gallery of body parts, this is my violent art
violent art
violent art
violent art
welcome to my violent art
perfectly painted portraits of people pried apart
a gallery of body parts, this is my violent art

- insane poetry lyrics

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