Ha Ha. Only true, only true Obituary and
Diablo D., Skinner T, wants some pleasure.
Bastard cycle.
Profession of a make
of myself.
...well with a spell...clocked in.
Evil men, evil deeds, evil time to grieve.
...to kills fells.
With a deal, with
the bloods all stale.
...fell.
A 1000 caps of hell.
On the wheel of the women Apocalypse.
I'll split this s**t or I'll take
your life.
Either way you shoot it you know it's all child's play.
Hey, I'll make you say.
Leave that guy alone,
bring him
along and bring him to a new home
in the darkest depths of hell.
I call your bluff, so you'll bounce like breasts.
I got a back
like a tree and arms are like a fucken chests.
So who the f**k would have guessed.
I call the bug. I'm a Johnny Quest.
I'm
obsessed with a b***h in your nest.
So gamble the rent.
I figure show the b***h the bastard, when you go packin'.
Go packin' with
a hole proof vest in which.
We're gutless and heartless. My homestead is heartless.
...any n***a from the... ...assumption... think
we're trolls.
And I think we take control...
Either way I'm taken a s**t.
We can at least shut the door. In case it sounds like a
hit.
I digress, here I go again, with the tall breath.
Sickle cell the proud all your lyrics for your death.
So keep your self
open. I come and puke.
So looking like you're smoken, rocks, while I'm broken.
You're broken and choken. Ha, you're soaken.
Stuck
my hand out like a vulcan.
Spock did he box. ...the voicebox... you're funny.
The other day I ain't no heartbreaker, but I won't be
by.
Once more fry. ...to for... box.
So my body could be disintegrated and it hurts to hold my madness.
Destiny, feel
disgrace.
I'm the one that's fallen.
I'm the one in pain.
I'm the one that's going.
Forces decay in pain, by the
light.
Bullituary, Obituboys.
Bullituary, Obituboys.
Suffer is cold.
Bullituary, Obituboys.
Bullituary,
Obituboys.
There's colors.
See it in his face.
Drifting through the sorrow.
The visions yet display.
It strips the soul
completely empty.
Sirens rage in vain.
Drifting through the sadness.
Violence fills the sky.
Torturing, the voice rang
out
My servents they are blind.
...check out his head blow. Cock like a reload...
I'm the man with hands. Suffer is
cold
...my bloods flowing... ...slice you...an amateur ...breath it...
Searing his face.
...madman. I'm the b***h, f**k a
dumptruck.
...soapbox... a flesh eating virus, Osiris,
a tiller, the champion blood spiller, Godzilla.
Fortified breakfast
miller, a killer.
...an animal, I hand them all an animal.
I manhandled... Drowning...other's records.
So check it... ...these
days, hell I excele, I'm cataclysm.
Ha, I best it, I cross it. The acid I drop it.
I ...it, stop it. While you bob it.
I make
a... with this s**t and then I sharp it, yeah.
Bullituary, Obituboys.
Bullituary, Obituboys.
Yeah.
