rebel xd - rebel xd's - dna murder file antics - case of over kill!!! lyrics
i don’t really f-ck with anyone but if you f-ck with me…
i will come for you, and it won’t be pretty at all – and i don’t give a f-ck who you are. period
=============================================
disclaimer: the following diss track is full of insults that may (and i’m more than certain, will) be considered to be offensive to some. it contains highly vulgar insults that may touch upon matters of race, s-xuality and physical abuse (but no shooting :-). the through out mentioned antagonist in which this song is directed was personally warned that if he forced me into a position in which i would have to verbally retaliate, then i would be nothing less than the devil in my -ssault. my warning went unheeded as he consistently spoke ill of my name and i did exactly what i claimed i would do, as i always do in such matters. if you feel any certain way upon listening to said song, then “oh well”, this disclaimer is set in place as a stopping point in which you should not proceed in listening if you are easily offended
as a side note: no, i do hate or even dislike white people. in fact, i am, for some reason crazy about “jennette mccurdy” and respect jim carry to know end as a g*nius lol. there are quite a few white people that i have great respect and admiration for. in fact, i hate no one based on race but i’m very capable of disliking a person based on their individual characteristics and actions. the one who p-ssed me off to the point of becoming verbally s-d-stic, just so happens to be white. with this disclaimer in place, just (k)no(w) that i have absolutely zero apologies to give regardless to what it is that i may have said to offend anyone. if you still want to get into your sensitivity and feel that i should be apologetic for something that i may have said and would in fact, like for me to apologize for it, then i would just like to say “f-ck you!” in advance. thank you. that is all…
rebel xd
———————————————————————-
rebel xd’s – dna murder file antics – case of overk!ll!!!
uh yeah, this boy…
he’s just an mc in development
that’s seeking a way to keep from being irrelevant
a weak unintelligent
b-tch that’s picking beef with an elephant
now i’m leaving him dead and since
i’m even depleting each and every piece of his skeleton
it’ll make any searching for elements, as well as hints
of what lead to his death commence
but it wouldn’t be enough of this b-tch left
for the detectives to even be able to collect
any dna evidence
i had to k!ll -denise the menace-
now i’m in this to finish and won’t quite k!llin”
til everyone that’s living
within his resident is diminished-
then imma hit him in his face
and leave a- dent that’s tremendous
so bad that you’ll have to his -ss
to the -dentist in minutes-
to get him some -dentures or mend his-
teeth back in his mouth
but imma just keep smacking them out
picture me having a doubt
me, rebel xd? –
please, i’m laughing right now
in fact
i would have to take a cr-p in his mouth
just to give a sh-t
as to what this little b-tch
is even be rappin’ about
but he let his little friends get in his head, telling him
“yeah, you can beat the rebel”!
so now you better be ready to meet the devil
but i don’t dance i just heat up fellows
and you looking so sweet little bo peep and i’m p-ssed
and even though you may be white as snow, it’ll show
because when you take a leak in the snow
you can always see the spot where the pee is yellow
he’s like a child, while a power type man
but he came at me with a bad act
like “hey i’m dna” and i was like “ok
but if you think i give a sh-t kid then you got it backwards
so how bout you say yo name like a-n-d”
because i was like, “and”?!?!?
get the f-ck out of here!
i don’t even know how to care
is that loud and clear?
cos if not
then you can go get the sh-t tattooed
on your outer ear!
so that you can see what i’m saying
but i guess that just got him mad and hot
then he had to plot
to diss me
now with the way he’s getting smashed and dropped
it’s so funny that i could make money
and cash in on his -ss afterwards
when i sell him back to y’all as a laughing $tock
cos he pales in comparison
and if he thinks he can touch me, then trust me – buddy it’s because his b-tt – must be
inhaling some heroin
or sniffin’ caine and some different thangs
and the only reason for this little kid
to even think he the sh-t is the little b-tch
got sh-t for brains
i guess which would explain all the brain farts
now the pain starts i’m about do this lame mark
so bad to the point that he can’t charge
y’all a dollar for his cds
even if he released them
on the cheapest discount racks that they got a k marts
i’m like a super computer, you stupid disputer
while my list of people of who i think is dope
keeps growing fewer and fewer
so for you to be the sh-t to me
then dude i would have to literally
chew yo -ss up and then
doo doo just to move you out through my manure
but that’s cool – -sshole
because you are way over due for for the sewer
but at least now you get to have that brown color
that yo clown sucker
-ss lack while you be trying to act
like a down brother
now why you be acting black?
is it that you hate your white type so much
that you want to crackalack? (cracker lack)
but i’m ma sn-tch yo wack -ss so fast
then i’mma smack the acting black off yo -ss
then imma slap your candy cracker -ss
right back into a pack of crackerjacks
and i have to ask
why in the f-ck would you be on youtube
posting pictures with your shirt off
showing your little girl pecs?
oh this is perfect, so let me get this straight
so you got a bird brain and a bird chest?
so i guess you wouldn’t have to purchase
a crib in the future dude
because you can just move into a bird’s nest
or just take yo jerk -ss right back to the circus
now ask yourself was stepping to me worth this?
you should have ran like sam montgomery
instead of making plans to come to me
cause how can you front on me?
you’re just some random dummy, see?
you ain’t smart enough to understand me
even if i was to stand up on top of your head
just to let you stand up under me —-
now i’m finna floor this chump!!!
so somebody better call the cops to stop king kong
from straight jumping and stomping on forrest gump and b-mping his head into something until this
pumpkin head, sore -ss punk
will need to get about 4 ice packs for his lumps
and speaking of forrest gump
since you like to be on that black hip hop tip and jock it
i bet yo cracker -ss really do think that
life is like a box of chocolates –
you never know what you gone get
especially when you f-ck with the wrong kid
on the microphone and you end up getting your dome split
so you can [chill looking to serve me]
and dave you could change yo name to -james-
and play basketball games in the nba
with the lakers and yo fake -ss –
[still wouldn’t be -worthy-]
(james worthy)
you sound g-y it annoys me
and each time you speak
i be like “why does he keep making that noise”?!?!
boy maybe you should just open your big fat mouth
and swallow you an eq rack mount
so maybe you can put a little bit of b-ss in ya voice
boy yo -ss looks like you dance and rhyme
at the same time
but if by any chance you find
yo way to me then i’m ma smack you so hard
that it’ll send you flying
so far back to the past
that you would swear that i just slap yo -ss
in the face with the hands of time!
you thought i was just gonna disregard what you did?
but if you thought that you was dissing hard – “quit it”
cos i’m finna wreck you too hard
yeah you had a few bars
but imma hit you with these fu-bars (fubar)
these – -f-ck you up beyond all recognition bars- – “get it”?
with this rap sh-t
your people got enlightenment from my culture
and like everything else
they tried to swipe it like a vulture
but that’s not even the reason
why i’m reciting to -ssault cha
i’m doing the sh-t
because you was acting trifling and i caught cha
now i on the mic and i’m ma flog ya
cos you ain’t sh-t but a dog that went hog
when you went and tried
to bite the hands that taught cha
and i don’t even see how yo -ss can trip
like you all that and a bag of chips
while you a sh-t but a f-g with a big bag of d-cks
that can get them to disappear
into your -ss real quick- faster than
the rabbit in the hat – magic trick
with that b-tch -ss f-ggot sh-t
and this will be a [cl-ssic]
– b-st-rd so when your -ss sit down
i’ll teach you that just because you rap – spittin’
fast sh-t – that don’t equate to greatness
or make you able to match wits with the master
you half wit- wack b-tch
sad backwards – -ss f-ggot, i got scripts –
that splits kids like you in half like lab rats
in crash course in which you could never to p-ss kid
cos in the school of
rebel xd
you’ll never catch these
set of techniques
of madness that i rap with
that’s to ratchet in fact it’s
enough to have yo stupid -ss puking
and it’ll make a whole new group of students
whose -ss sits – down in my [cl-ss sick]
and i’m fast quick
to expel ya
cause you didn’t listen to sh-t
that a n-gg- would tell ya –
kid you’re a failure
and i don’t even see why you would put yourself
on a picture with me , and even try looking like me
b-tch, get lost!
you don’t look hard you look soft – sissy
in fact you look more like a p-ssed off – iggy azalea
my spits are dope
i’ll slit cha throat
with the sh-t i wrote
you’re just a joke – yo!
so hit the road!!! – joe piscopo
but first let me ask you something
yo why breath control so bad as f-ck man?
cause after d-mn near each sentence you would end
all i would hear is you gasp and sucking wind
then i was like what the f-ck?
cause i just kept hearing yo -ss like -huff- (sucking wind)
and that just sucks
dude i got me an asthma pump
would yo -ss like to have a puff?
i mean c’mon i hope that y’all don’t think
that i don’t feel sorry at all for they guy
cos he may be happen to be rappin’
one day and gasp in so hard
that he sucks in and swallows a fly
but then again, that’s his problem man
and with the way that he be suckin’ so hard
it’s probably not the only thing he be swallowing
and i’ve come to play- none today
so son i may -come and straight –
stomp yo g-y –ss, so run away –
undalay, before i come and lay
you up under a – grave –
and david –
you may wanna check your dna
because you just may be the son of -faye-
and i only say this
because now yo -ss is -done away-!
(faye dunaway)
you country sh-t!
right about now, you should feel real silly
cos i been the real deal kid
and my ill sk!lls still wit me
so get a chill pill hippie
before i have to make the next sequel
to the movie k!ll bill with you
and i call that sh-t k!ll hill billie!!!
yo -ss so f-cked
that they gone try to say that i’m a rapist
but ain’t no way that i’m ma take this
sh-t back or erase it
so basically what i’m trying to say is
that i’m ma disgrace this pale faced kid
so bad that america –
just gone have to label me a racist!
while i’m attacking him like h-ll night
making this frail white
b-tch go out like he just had an accident
that was cracking his back tail light
and snap on him like a pack of black men in a jail fight
and smack him in his nose so hard
he’d be able to tell
what the back of his neck smells like –
now i got cracker nail bitting
cos he’s nervous
from the words of my verse that’ll serve his
-ss so bad that you’ll feel sad for him
but it’s too bad for him
cos i’m ma merk his
-ss even though i do know
that even my worst
enemies in the world don’t deserve this
but i’m ma wreck like a bomb
when i’m steppin’ upon
this little disrespectin’ b-tch -ss kid
who could never be a threat or do harm
cos he’s like a red neck and i bet
he be having s-x with his moms
and all of the land animals –
that he can catch on the farm
and sh-t
i bet he even be
stickin’
his d-ck in
the chicken eggs in the barn
while f-ckin’ all the horses and goats –
with his legs and his arms
and that’s just sick
but i guess it’s his nature
but with that g-y sh-t
he said to me, he trying to [spark his death wish]
talking that h-m- s-x sh-t
bout stickin’ his d-ck in a n-gg-‘s mouth – b-tch please
i would punch you up in yo stomach so hard
that you would start to vomit and fart
out all of your small and [large intestines]
talking about one day you gone be on the throne
saying that one day you gone be on songs
with the thugs n harmony
but dummy, how you gone be one of bone?
them some real n-gg-s
so what the f-ck they gonna do with a funny bone?
and plus yo -ss is sweeter than honey combs
you tried to diss me but i’m the big g
that every one gone put they money on
i would tell you to suck my d-ck
but i’m not a f-ggot like you, you little sick mother f-cker
you disgusting f-ck
but i tell you what you sucker
yo where the f-ck’s ya mother f-ckin’ mother?
cos that –b-tch sl-t can get it–
while i stick my d-ck in her mouth
and bust so much nut
that she can start to gargle and swallow it
then blow extra thick-sticky
–spit bubbles with it–
that tacky hoe!
while you look like you’d strap on a cape
and black speedos
and attract packs of f-ggots
to your -ss like a magnet –
man yo -ss is f-gneto! –
the master of -gag and j-zzum-
but b-tch you better get away from me
like that force that oppose each other back
like two positive charged ions
reacting when you try to matching
both of the same pole types, within that same fields of -magnetism–
and i -had to get him-
– bad for dissin’-
cos -that’s the mission-
– -his -ss can vision-
the -bad conditions-
of sitting in jail
and still wouldn’t be able to wrap his mind
around so many cold bars that my
-raps are buildin’-
even if they -had concealed him- in
and they had his little stupid -ss
-trapped in prison-
and none of my sh-t’s misdirected
so this’ll wreck him
so bad the it’ll etch itself
deep into his genetic structure
so what i did today will stay with him
and carry into his kids that he may have
and be embedded within their dna
so that they -sses can all grow up
and naturally be feelin’ disrespected
cos what you just did
was created a -b-tter fly effect-
when you let cha mouth get you in trouble today
and you made it unsafe
for your children of the future
for the days you gonna have to raise them
and they gone age to have to face
this sick -gutter dialect-
cos you tried to rhyme hard
while biting of eminem but look at him, he did 8 miles
while you can’t even go the nine yards
i’ll leave yo mind scarred
while place yo face in front of my fist
then clock you in it, to punch yo teeth out
like a time card
you act like you rather hard
but if ya ever caught
in chicago where there’s h-ll a blocks
where fellas rob b-tches like you
and tell ya stop! – drop ya gwop
and get both ya hands up like it’s 12 o clock
it wouldn’t be sh-t that yo b-tch -ss could do
but go tell the cops
you a joke and you ain’t got no bars
boy i’ll beat cho -ss to death
like the joker did to robin with a crow – bar
and so far i’m still just getting started
and i know that the kid’s r-t-rded
but he never should have set his sights on me
when he picked a target –
now he’s about to get demolished
and i’m ma do his dumb b-tt pitiful
cos he didn’t think that i was un-f-ck-wit-able
he thought his junk’s formidable
he’s just a punk b-tch and a fool
so step down, step child cause you’s a let down
a dead clown in a red gown
who tried to come f-ck with a bull!
now i’m ma take off these gloves
and beat you like street thugs
and beat you til you’re weaker
than my so called weak beats that you speak of
so hasta la vista and no peace, love
and hair grease for yo weak b-tt you sweet sl-t
how can you be such a man
when yo chin ain’t even barely got peach fuzz
you look like you eat fudge – brownies!
but there -would be no weed in them-
h-ll, you look like you sit around all day with ya pals
and play games on ya -nintendo wii with them-
yo what this honkey on?
thinks he can stop an ape
cos he made it
to the top level with mario
while playing a game of donkey kong?
please boy
i’m a n-gg- that destroys
and with the way you just f-cked yourself
you might as well reach up on the shelf
and grab one of your mom’s freak toys
and just shove it up into you b-tt yourself
so at least it could have been all worth it to your a$$ –
if nothing else
now your reputation’s getting hauled off in a coffin –
now you’re feeling like you’re soft and you lost it
now the only fan that you’ll have left
is the one that you plug into the wall to cool off with
he had his buddies saying “you k!lled rebel
and ended his career”
so then i had to make some sh-t
that shouldn’t been meant for him to hear –
that ‘ll send him into fear
with sh-t so sick that each time he listens
he’ll have to stick- ten pills
of penicillin in his ears
he’s so sweet i use him as the main ingredients
to bake a cake
the fake -ss snake
i wanna -break- his face
so bad that by time i start
that i’m not even take a -break-
you lighter than a barbell set
that was made out of straight cardboard
yeah, that’s right b-tch – you a paper weight
so i’m ma wear n tear
him a new -sshole
and embarr-ss him so bad
that he’d wanna be stranded somewhere alone
in a land – where it’s barren
and i’m ma air him out so bad
that he’ll lose respect from his fans and his parents
even his best freinds- megan and clarence
and won’t n-body by there and apparently
won’t no body give a sh-t
and right now i don’t even think that sharon is caring
(sharing is caring)
but he needs to eat
so i’m ma feed him beef
and let him wash it down with a can of whoop -ss
to keep him pain fed
for what this lame said
cos he’s insane
he must be a cocaine head
but i’m about to leave him- even
mo brain dead
so while
i do this -fake b-tch so foul-
you may wanna pray for dna
and take his obituary picture
and change it to you main photos
on all of your -face book profiles- –
does this -g-y b-tch know how-
to even keep his mouth closed?
he would diss me
then dare me to open my mouth about it?
so how can i not think that he’s too dumb
to be able to put on his own -pants or his socks-
when he’s obviously not even smart enough
to realize that he had f-cked up
and just unlocked -pandora’s box-
and that’s a paradox
i’ll wear you out like a pair of socks
then walk across you like the paris docks
tear yo -ss like a fat man’s b-tt
stuffed in an extra tight pair of dock-ers
they wouldn’t even be able to repair you
with a pair of doc-tors
that was working side by side on you
like they was parabiotic!
so let me see if i got this right
you learned how to rap fast
and now you wanna try to disrespect your idol?
you rapped fast in your last song
and the one before that
and you’ll probably do it again in your next recital
but i ain’t got ta flex to try to
prove sh-t in my music and do sh-t
over and over again cos i know i could win
with this fast sh-t, in fact kid
i ain’t got to rap quick
cos i can just grab my plaques and smack you
in the head, with my 3 guinness record t-tles!
yes 3!!!
what you was mad cos you don’t impress me?
i guess he thinks he the sh-t
cos he can get on some ‘ol quick sh-t
but big deal kid – get real
cos so can nestle’s quick mix
but the big difference is that when i spit lyrics
sh-t’ll get wicked as digits
that was written in triple sixes
i got more sick gifts than a sick kid’s
christmas wish list
with twisted lyrics
that’ll get different like misfits
and hit cha biscuit
and switch cho sh-t into liquid
or crush it into dust but it doesn’t matter
you nitwit cos you can pick which
because now either way it goes for you it’s d’oh!!! (dough)
cos now yo sh-t is just bisquit mix
so take this for ya get quick mix b-tch
cos yo sh-t’s bit like crispix
while i’m original, with sh-t that i originated
and in order for you to give it a score
from 1 to 10 based on freshness?
my sh-t’s so cold
that yo -ss would have to refrige- rate it!
and if you’re wondering why i keep attacking david
and i’m [snappin’ on his -ss so much]
it’s because he’d what you’d get if you was to mix
-shenron- with some dirt and some water
so i got ta just keep
[draggin’ his -ss through the mud]
just to make an example of how i could
cut him up and then leave
his b-tt in the streets
broken up into pieces
because –
-d-estruction would come to him-
a-n-y time that i want it to
but -a-ye, i did tell him
to stop f-ckin’ with me
and what type of sh-t he’s on?
why he keep rippin’ off bizzy bone?
but the difference is that bizzy’s known and dope
but he ain’t sh-t but a joke a little sissy
spittin’ lyrics at a b-tchy tone
get cha own sh-t
and stop being a little bizzy clone
yo kid just gone and get chu a ticket home
man stop lickin’ on- that n-gg-‘s bone
yo sh-t is blown, don’t get me wrong
yo spit is strong
but you still be droppin’ less bars
than a cricket phone
you think you can f-ck with me
and my punchlines with cho peanut brain?
then trust me – buddy –
you must be – nuts mayne
cos the only time you’ll ever hang
is when you be hangin’
with the peanut’s gang
but [charlie brown]-
found out how to rap
and now he wants to try to snap
and attack a rapper
that could sn-tch him up
and then blast his -ss so bad
that i can dispatch bags of his ashes
across m-ssive lands from here to alaska
after i burn him with gas
just so that there can be no [body found]?
— good grief!!! –
you think you’re a big dog
but you ain’t sh-t but a poodle
a cutesy dog like snoopy a new breed
a pooch – with a bird brain –
so if i was you, i would stock (woodstock)-
up on supplies that would help to try
to keep a guy like myself away from you
but truthfully and honestly
i don’t think there’s anything up in this world
that – could -stop — reb-!
now you rapppin’ about how you -pop lead- (pow!)
i bet that in yo mind
you even got the tip of a glock red
and i bled but i get it
you just one of them white guys
who like to rewrite
the type of sh-t that tuc said
but that’s a lot said
especially when you ain’t got cred
so on that topic you can stop it
and then you can just go
drop dead- block head!
saying i’m not an og? -!-
[oh geez! please dork]
how the f-ck you gone even
speak of the word og?
when the only og
you could relate to is
captain [og readmore]
you -white groupie-
your only -og resource-
is when you go to the show
to see more of them
c-b-4 -type movies-
so when you claiming that
you’re bangin’ gats
how you gone explain the cr-p?
when the only gangster act
that you ever did was sit in the crib
as a kid and listened to
-gangster rap-
and here’s another -amazing fact-
that should bring yo head from the clouds
the other day when i was messing around
and i typed dna, the rapper
in all of the search engines
and what kept popping up
is that black battle cat -rapper
and even after – pages after pages, yo g-y -ss
was no where to be found
now how can you really -think that not sucks-?
especially when i can type rebel xd
or the world’s fastest rapper
in any -search engine and
it’s worth mentionin’-
that i’m the very first thing that pops up!
fake -ss sorry hoe
ya rhymes got so much square sh-t in them
that i swear you must be writing your lyrics
on paper-mario!
and if -i’ve been unbearable-
it’s cos -i wanna tear a hole-
in this b-tch so bad
that not only i’m i running to him quick fast in a hurry-
but f-ck it!
cos now i’m just -a- rushin’ (russian)
to this mother f-cker –
like i was -ivan the terrible-!
and if you’re what you call a boss
then all is lost
cos you”ll get hauled off and tossed
into a holocaust
while my -ssaults
will leave you salty and bitter like tarter sauce
and when i slaughter you should start walking off
before i bomb you with napalm
and large bottles of molotovs
i’m too hard to dodge
i’ll stomp you and your entourage
in your mom’s garage
then blow you away like an atomic charge
while saying bon voyage!!!
cos i could just
squash ya b-tt
like the juggernaut
and what not, when i’m at large”
but little macaulay culkin
is all grown up now
and he wanna do a whole lot of c-cky talkin’
but i’mma stalk him and watch him
and wait for him to come out of his home
and catch him alone
and then i’mma probably knock ’em
upside of his dome
and then i’m gone drop ’em
and have him down on the concrete slobbin’
and then leave him slouched on the ground
because he ain’t gone even be hardly walkin’
then i’m torching him down
with no remorse then i’m bound
to go to his city
just to be the most prominent force in his town
while this unfortunate clown
can be found
riding on the back of a maverick
that he got walking in circles just for the purpose
of trying to show me that he was just horsing around
but he can save it cos david – ain”t sh-t but a g-y kid
who bit off of -marshall mathers-
to get a fill of his flavor
but with the sk!lls i’m displayin’?
sh-t i’m just sayin’-
he can eat him ten bags of -m&m’s- (eminems)
and the sh-t still wouldn’t save him
little wigger now
you gettin’ clowned
hit up and disemboweled
i’m makeing this sissy bow
while this about
to put him in the missing files
when i whip him with a pistol -pow-
hit him with a missile -peahw-
little kid i’m ma rip you -ouhhh-
you still thinking about dissin’ now?
you’re just a child
while i’m am n-gg- with a bigger style
you got me p-ssed and now
i got to get you n-gg- style
sippin’ on some liquor while
i’m grippin’ on my d-ck and i’ll-
whip it out
to make you open your lips then i’ll
take a p-ss up into yo little b-tch -ss mouth
you white clown
i can see right through you like a night gown
so right now
but better make like mario
and just pipe down
or king kong —gone hit–
this little rice lookin’-
life shook and
white rookie
type cookie –
hype sissy
trick on the mic
and i might k!ll him twice
once while i wield a knife
then i might get my sk!ll to slice
this little vanilla ice cream –cone b-tch–
i was bound to react
poundin’ this wack
to the sound of a track –
knock him down on his back
to the ground when i snap
with my counter attack
or with sheers i’ll shank this trick!
which may be the only way
to stop him from copying
like this little b-tch
was weird al yankovic
somebody get this child a handkerchief
oh what, you thought
just because the boy wasn’t mine-
that i still wouldn’t spank this kid?
then watch me -diss- this
little b-tch kid, nitwit
so bad that he’ll feel diss-armed
diss-traught, diss-barred, diss-charged
diss-carded and despised
diss-owned, dis-tressed
diss-graced and diss-liked
and dissed hard
enough to make him wish
that he had him a diss card!
so he can get him a diss-count
from some of my diss bars
but i won’t diss-mount
until his head is diss-lodged
from off of his neck
and it’s a full body diss-part
and he’s diss-persed
all over the asphalt and the pavement
and now dna is history
it’s the last chapter of david
and after this, it ain’t cr-p you can say kid
so before you even try –
make like captain america
so that yo -ss can just save it
i’ll do you like juice did eminem
because you’s a mini-him
and fool, my though are ahead of you
by at least a few millennium
to me you so so
even though you think you got a dope flow yo
i still be kicking more sh-t then a soccer field
full of manure, so for you ta
go against me, you would
need to get you a whole crew of dudes
because you would have you no hope solo!!!”
now you’re about to be made deceased
you tasteless freak
boy i’ll take ya feet
then shove your toes up your nose
to make you face defeat (face da feet)”
you’ll be -so afraid-
when i tear off your arms
and start to dissect ya body into small parts
with your own -shoulder blades-
you would think that a train hit chu
i can’t miss you
and if there’s no kleenex
then i would rip ya cranium open
just so that i can wipe all of the blood
from up off of the walls
with your brain tissues!
you’re b-tch made
boy i’ll turn you inside out
and then i’ll stuff and lock your body
up inside of yo own rib cage
and then slice you adam’s apple
six ways with a switch blade
then i’ll make you suffer from lost vision
while i rip ya eye b-lls out cha socket
then lay them on the ground and get a stick
then play golf with them
and -just wait-!
cos next i’m ma rip out cha liver
then i’m ma make you eat it
while i feed it to you
from off of your -chest plate-
then i’m ma choke ya throat
with your vocal cords
then i’m ma tear your veins
out cha arms
and then i’m ma string you
up kid, like a puppet
just ta have yo mangled
body dangling
from the [ceiling]
so when forensics h-t the scene
it’ll be the most horrific thing
ever witnessed by the csi
while the cops on the corner
try to close off the [building]
while the news reporters
try to sort things out
this will go down in history
as the most vicious
brutal s-d-stic [k!lling]
ever heard about-
through word of mouth
and til this day i was still
no where on earth to be found
but you will always remember
this poor -murdered child!!!——
(in every detectives career, one case stands out as unforgettable. crime scene so bizarre they defy logic, and criminal mind, so conniving, they defy understanding). -!-
—it’s the dna murder files!!!
music plays—–
Random Lyrics
- kolera - hırçınlar lyrics
- saint claire - arson lyrics
- lil jon & the east side boyz - bounce dat (2003 remix version) lyrics
- fátima leão - um lugar ao sol lyrics
- rufyo - danse pour moi lyrics
- kate bush - rubberband girl [12" version] lyrics
- carmon - lige nu lyrics
- bassi maestro - bugie lyrics
- liont - nie gedacht lyrics
- jovem dex - tipo uma glock lyrics