Look ma your son ain’t a saint
I am the opposite of positive, i’m something you ain’t
Remember when you told me i’d be something that’s great
Did you rewrite that now? am i a f#ckin’ mistake?
Not much pregnant with me you steady pacing a room
Not even knowing that the devil’s child was placed in your womb
It’s the immaculate conception of me i am him
Wicked seraphim, brethren, seed of a nephilim
Bringing out the best of him i’m just the worst in men
Nothing like the rest of them, see, i just purged of sin
My dna is protected, i’m having unprotected sex with young harlots
c#mming on your carcass honest i’m just a sick f#ck
Violent #ss rage really sh#t sucks mixed up
Child full of rage, i put my fist up, wrist cut
I put a gauge under my chin until the devil let the madness begin
Because it’s my sweet misery
All the pain in my soul is killing me
Little demons in my head bringing tyranny
For the purpose just to break me down spiritually
From my sins come my sweet misery
All the pain in my soul is killing me
Little demons in my head bringing tyranny
For the purpose just to break me down spiritually
I am the hunted
Look ma, i’m strapped to the gurney
For the lethal injection ’cause i’m demon infested
No regret for the choices i’ve made
’cause i’ve hoisted a blade
’til i’ve already f#cked the voices that played
Over and over saying slice her up i’ve gots no heart
Gave her razor blade symphonies like mozart
Really i licked her flesh mama
I ate her flesh mama
Left too much evidence i’m under arrest mama
I remember when i picked her up
Late december, end of winter, let the sickness out
My god you couldn’t fathom this only if the people knew
The neighbor was a slayer that lived right down the street from you
That’s what the evil do
Had me stalking her for probably months now she’s a body in my trunk
Now i sense got the job to write down my sins
Inject me and let the madness begin
Because it’s my sweet misery
All the pain in my soul is killing me
Little demons in my head bringing tyranny
For the purpose just to break me down spiritually
From my sins come my sweet misery
All the pain in my soul is killing me
Little demons in my head bringing tyranny
For the purpose just to break me down spiritually
I am the hunted
Yes, ma’am. i just shot my daughter and shot all my grandkids. and i’ll be sitting on my step so when you sit here i’ll just shoot myself
What is your address?
4550 northwest 25 terrace
Alright what kind of gun do you have?
It doesn’t matter what kind of gun i got. they are all dead, and… and… when you get here i will shoot myself. and then you figure out what kind of gun it is
How long ago did this happen don?
I..i..i don’t want to hear it ma’am, i’m done with every f#cking thing
Just bring the m#th*rf#ck*rs out here, that’s all
We got all the kids dead in the house
Ok, how many people?
6 kids, 1 adult
6 kids and 1 adult?
Yeah, and one of them is a baby
All right don, is there any way you can stay on the phone with me till i get someone there to help you?
Naw… no…not that.. i’m waiting for them to get here. and when they get here i’m going to shoot myself on the back step. all i’m doing is waiting for them
So you said you’re on your back steps?
Yep
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Insane Poetry Lyrics – The Hunted/Come Get Me!