Hellbound

Twisted scenes on the Beastman genius of the fiendish
The leader of the scheming team of human-being demons
Gleam like a starsteam targeting my harpoon
Bark at the Moon son the horror bout to start
I'm the shark you're the food you're the mark I will sharpshoot
Heartless and smooth I'm the spark in a dark room
Lots of atrocities are droppin' out my glossary
Toxic disease breed monsterous ferocity
Hunt you bugs like Knighton Gas, fight me, you'll fail
I'm the type that will impale you hung with spikes and nails
Who ever wanna get it take a chisel and embed it in your head
It's pissing red I bet you'll shit yourself again
Dead you like a diabetic after sugar gets injected in his neck
I'm reccommending definately serving seconds
Of the wreckage respiratory breath is lessening agressively
And wrestling with death's a losing effort so respect it, G

Yo I rip the wild shit and I'm flowing it well
And if you feeling this shit you're probably goin' to hell
Yo I rip the foul shit and I'm flowing it well
And if you bopping you're head you're probably goin' to hell

I'm entrenched in a warp think I need a shrink or two
When the fever grows you'll squeeze your nose stench is unthinkable
Molly Brown sinkable pop a hole in her
Yo the water squirts it sorta hurts when you're drowning her
You're the grand facade hand of God punch is weak you cannon heart
Wake the fuck up slut Cansas ain't the Land of Oz
Vans and cars, trains and planes transportation ain't the same
Patience take your time drillin' then maybe you'll see some brains
I'm jabbing you bastards there ain't nobody faster
And after the ass-woopin' you gon' need some asperin
Half of you faggots are scared to put your hands up
I'll mash you up bad like a plane crashes passenger
Grab your head and hack'n'shred it you don't need no anesthetic
Paramedic cannibals will drink your blood like Manischewitz
Ever heard another brother bludgeoned ain't more rugged
Bring the violence like a tiger when he's hunting for his supper

Yo I rip the wild shit and I'm flowing it well
And if you feeling this shit you're probably goin' to hell
Yo I rip the foul shit and I'm flowing it well
And if you bopping you're head you're probably goin' to hell