My mental’s a scary place
Jason mask is on my face
My machete’s on my waist, razor sharp come get a taste
Rob De Niro’s kinda heat
My chainsaw got diamond teeth
Bodies ’bout to line the street
Chopped and bloody’s fine with me
Talking so much sh#t I make ’em mad, they know my kind’s the worst
Delegator, hit and break ’em bad now call me Heisenberg
On this Helter Skelter sh#t, my haters scared to death of me
They can slip away but i’ll catch up with them eventually
Never fell asleep with a guilty conscience
See me in a bad dream better walk cautious
In the graveyard running with the monsters
Blood on my chucks no walking the galoshes
Everybody know we coming with the weird chip
Plus a couple loose screws in my gear kit
I’m a walking stick of dynamite and near lit
Any second I’m about to blow and you can feel it
Who the f#ck are these guys dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don’t think they realize, we show up they will die
Do this for the murderers, the underground we reside
b#tch you might’ve heard of us but you better stay away from these guys
Pop a Xanny flowing like a f#cking river [ugh
Hacksaw, chainsaw, I’m a f#cking killer
Demons in my head, I see ghosts
Ten Percocets, I’m about to give your dose
I’m Michael Myers [Michael Myers
I’m f#cking Jason [f#cking Jason
Justin Beaver in my f#cking bas#ment [hahahaha
Drag queen for Halloween
White-black mask I think I’m f#cking scream [scream
The big scream [scream
A little louder [agh, louder
Bizarre go off, the white powder [woo
Shoot you with a gun [bow
Stab you with a knife [ugh
I’m a sick f#ck, this is weirdo for life
Who the f#ck are these guys dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don’t think they realize, we show up they will die
Do this for the murderers, the underground we reside
b#tch you might’ve heard of us but you better stay away from these guys
I said [said] grieve [grieve
Conspire while I write this verse
Hatred climbs inside my nerves by this blank I’m cursed [cursed
I get this violent urge to go recite these spiteful words [why?
If I don’t I know they’ll hate me and my life gets worse
I still sit there, the voices wanna lift me up [yuh
They play my vocal chords, I’m suffering from asphyxia
I got no heartbeat, I wonder if they’ll miss me yuh
Feels like I’m dead but I’m not motherf#ck I wanna kill one’s and still I feel I wanna pick me up
A filthy drunk b#tch, rape her then dump bleach in her c#nt
Then I’ll shoot her in the face and then flee, gone
That’s what I call a bed bath beyond
Kill a f#cking judge cause I’m going insane
f#ck him in the #ss then I watch the blood drain
Making sure that he feels the pain
Cut him from his motherf#cking #ss to his face
Who the f#ck are these guys dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don’t think they realize, we show up they will die
Do this for the murderers, the underground we reside
b#tch you might’ve heard of us but you better stay away from these guys
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