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12-06-04, 12:40 PM | #1 | ||
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On The Creep ft. Detrimental Disciples (HARDCORE NASTY SHIT)
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(Snippet: “Them” – Mr. Hyde) They’re coming here… they’re waiting at the edge of the city. They’re peering around buildings at night and they’re waiting… they’re waiting for you. And they’ll take you one by one and no one will hear you scream. No one will hear you scream! (Beat: “Them” – Mr. Hyde) Hook: We creep through your sleep and seek what you dream We keep what we reap and feed off your screams We tear up the nightmares of scared weary heads Leach clean twisted minds and seep blood on your bed (feeding noises, screams) Verse 1: (Mitch) I’m on the creep, rip your head from your neck Rape you in your sleep, we molest from the deck You lack rhymes, spit a whack line? Then I’mma crack spines Critical condition, the verbal mortician making you flatline Fracture your limbs, shatter your pancreas I’m cancerous, find yourself held together with bandages Eyes gauged like Oedipus, shit inside your cranium Mind made of uranium, leave you stinking like an Arabian I’m a Molotov, erupt when I’m on the reap Stalk the streets, insert my dick into the speaker and fuck the beat Who wants it, any man can get lynched quick I’ll rape you, fucking these rappers with a ten inch verbal dick Equipped with sickness to rip dipshit After the homicide, I ass fucked God, the only witness This ain’t a dream, don’t fuck with me, I’m lethal I blast it, put you in the casket, ashes in urns in the cathedral Verse 2: (Ghost Emperor) Churning bones and curling domes into all kinds of frightening shapes Tie you to the stake and eat you raw as I cook you alive and awake Scrape ya face, flake you like kernel, stamp and crush you like grapes Dripping blood lakes as I strip flesh cos it’s grungy when I bake Make a cake from your entrails and break your skull into equal proportions Implant seeds of evil in your head, sow it up and perform chainsaw abortions It was a tragic misfortune as my little foetus rips through your chest Putting claws to your ribcage and taking grizzly strips from your neck Is it too much to bear as I stick my dick in your bleeding brain? Had to fuck with your mind, choking your thoughts when I’m feeding you pain You wanna talk shit about me and I’ll stick your rectum in your voice box Playing around with your remains just like stacking Lego toy blocks You gonna point at me like that and I’ll rip your whole arm off Yank your teeth out by their roots and leave your mouldy jaw soft Inject kerosene in your bloodstream and set fire to your finger tips Sparking you up like a Christmas tree as soon as I have the trigger lit. Yay! Hook x 2 Verse 3: (Richyrich) I’mma straight freak y’all geek when I creep Kill kids through dreams, rather murder them in their sleep Run straight though it, manifestation of evil and you knew it Zombie motherfucker, I smash spaced out maternal units Know I’ll damn ya, man shit I’m a sick slammer Brain waves get clouded when I smash your lobes wit a sledge hammer Dark alleys like valleys are my utopias, best hope you don’t sin Cos I’ll beat you to death with a brick, chase you to hell and do it again Y’all ain’t hear the lyrics… already ready to fear it Slice your stomach open, stomp it, that’s how I snuff out spirits Virgin killer, blood spiller, make you a catheter filler Inject the clap into your blood stream and make u much, much iller Too plain, you say I’m crazy? Then y’all seeking the insane Too deep, don’t sleep, I wreck ya thoughts creeping through ya brain Verse 4: (DJ Twyce) I’m cursed with insanity, spitting at ya for vanity Regurgitating the demonic verses that devil’s kin handed me Just can’t stop the damagin, damn, this shit’s way beyond bandagin I’m pumped with sickness, ripping your liver like acetaminophen Getting drunk on adrenaline, mind tainted with fermented distortions Before I birthed brighter thoughts I had mental abortions Somehow people don’t believe me but I’m the 13th apostle My basement floor covers up the other twelve fossils They say I’m sick beyond help and my condition’s real bad And all that just cos I like to raid dumpsters searching used maxi pads My bad… I’ve worked hard in this life to find the perfect female Raiding gravesites for body parts but I’ll spare you the details I’m wearing a ski mask when I walk to escape from detection Watched a butcher hack a pig and developed an erection I got the Ten Commandments in my pocket but people won’t read it Cos every word of it’s evil and they just don’t believe it! Hook x 2 |
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