In the spirit of some D12 shit...
I like kiddie porn, yo, I bet that makes ya fidgity...
But I get my fill once a month, when the wife acts a little bitchy.
I'll go down anyway, man, come up lookin like a vampire...
I love the taste of blood, I'm the bank's # 1 buyer.
Got me a dude on inside, he smuggles it out by tha quart...
Have me a plasma milkshake, while I pick at my warts.
I also like ta kill, poured serial over dozens of states...
Don't matter who ya are, ya gonna soak up my hate.
Stick a knife up in ya, move my hand like when I jerk often...
Leave ya like my beat up car, leakin fluids and coughin.
Then I'll violate ya corpse, stick my dick in every hole...
But do it real quick, I don't like em when they cold.
Cuz I'm warm hearted, at least when I'm cooking...
Don't eat raw muscle, too hard for the chewing.
But I will eat raw flesh, been a cannibal since my existence...
Eat up every bit of ya, sop up the juices with bisquits.
So beware when ya read, my typed words are a door...
Read em once and I can get in, cold creep across ya floor.
Then I'll have ya, palm of my hand kinda control...
And if that palm is hairy, it's cuz I take care of my own.
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