Im a serial killer inside your serial box
Ready to eat you alive with no material props
Im a cannibal, that means I eat humans//
I kill you so many times, that the shit becomes a nusanse//
Recently I acquired a new sense//
I can feel the location where you stands//
I usually say that I gotta be cool/
But it was the quiet kid that got a tool and shot up his school//
Homie I do the shit you never dared to do//
And columbine dont compare, to what I’m prepared to do//
If you know me I keep a handy stack//
Have someone shoot you in the hand, leave you handicapped//
And no fuckin way im getting on pukd//
I that that faggot Ashton in the trunk//
And leave him smelling like a skunk//
And fuck what he say//
I get it poppin anyday//
Cut you up and sell your body part on ebay//
I become and organ dona//
And if you fuck with my persona//
I put you in heaven, get you higher than a stona//
I cut you and your bitch with the same razor blade//
Then you can have unsafe sex cause you both’ll have aids//
And I can talk about killing you in a million ways//
But I rather hold a gun to you and make you do as I say
Ready to eat you alive with no material props
Im a cannibal, that means I eat humans//
I kill you so many times, that the shit becomes a nusanse//
Recently I acquired a new sense//
I can feel the location where you stands//
I usually say that I gotta be cool/
But it was the quiet kid that got a tool and shot up his school//
Homie I do the shit you never dared to do//
And columbine dont compare, to what I’m prepared to do//
If you know me I keep a handy stack//
Have someone shoot you in the hand, leave you handicapped//
And no fuckin way im getting on pukd//
I that that faggot Ashton in the trunk//
And leave him smelling like a skunk//
And fuck what he say//
I get it poppin anyday//
Cut you up and sell your body part on ebay//
I become and organ dona//
And if you fuck with my persona//
I put you in heaven, get you higher than a stona//
I cut you and your bitch with the same razor blade//
Then you can have unsafe sex cause you both’ll have aids//
And I can talk about killing you in a million ways//
But I rather hold a gun to you and make you do as I say
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