start this off by hangin this shit frum ya ear lobe/
next this going explorin as a wordly anal probe/
call me satanic but the ceramic's makin me barbaric/
so for my next trick ya new tongue ring's going ta strech all the way to ya hips/
let me point out to u where ya met ya fate on this globe/
just feel for warm blood stains, before they start ta grow cold/

weapon - cd