BOUT TO GO OFF Y'ALL WITH A SCYTHE

DON’T CRY TO ME BITCH

YOU AIN'T LEAVING ME TONIGHT

RUN UP TO YOUR PLACE

AND I'M BOUT TO TAKE YOUR LIFE

KICK ME ALL YOU WANT

RECIPROCATE I JUST MIGHT

LAUGH IN YOUR FACE

YOU SAY YOU’VE SEEN THE LIGHT

CHAIR OF DESPAIR

I FEEL NOTHING BUT YOUR FRIGHT

CUT OFF ALL YA EARS

YOU CAN'T HEAR ME?

NO SURPRISE

ALL YOU TELL IS LIES

THAT'S WHY I'VE COME TO MAKE YOU DIE

RIP THE WINGS OFF YOUR ANGEL

TRY TO FLY

MELT OFF YOUR HALO WITH A SINGLE LOOK INTO MY EYES

KICK YOU IN THE PIT

DARK ABYSS

TO WHERE I TRAVEL BY

USE MY PITCHFORK TO SEPARATE YOU AS I START TO PRY

AWARE THAT YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT TO THE SKY

LEAVE 'EM WET

SOAKED IN BLOOD

BUT THE FLAMES START TO DRY

CUT LOOSE

HANGED BY A NOOSE

WITH NO ALIBI

AND DOUSE YOUR TONGUE WITH A SINGLE LETHAL DOSE OF CYANIDE

REST IN PISS AT THE BOTTOM OF AN OCEAN

KALI-MA WRIST IN A CIRCULAR MOTION

BLOOD DRIPS FROM YOUR LIPS

YOU'RE OVERDOSING

SKELETONS SLIDE OUT THE MUD LIKE EROSION

DRAGGED BY A ROPE

WHILE THEY FEEDING ON YOUR THROAT AND

BLACK SHADOWS RISE TO THE TOP

DRAIN HOPE AND

SNORTING UP YOUR ASHSES LIKE A FRESH LINE OF COKE MAN

I AWAIT AS MY FATE TO DATE IS CHOSEN

WHERE THEIR EYES BE ALL YOU SEE IS RED

APOCALYPSE NOW SEVERAL STICKS TO THEIR HEADS

RAPPERS COUNT BREAD BUT I STAY RACKIN' SOULS

WHERE I GO

YOU’LL HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IF YOU EVER WANNA KNOW

WHERE THEIR EYES BE ALL YOU SEE IS RED

APOCALYPSE NOW SEVERAL STICKS TO THEIR HEADS

RAPPERS COUNT BREAD BUT I STAY RACKIN’ SOULS

WHERE I GO

YOU'LL HAVE TO FOLLOW ME IF YOU EVER WANNA KNOW

EXPIRED

ALL FOR HIRE

LIVING DEAD

BE MY SACRIFICE

AND LET THE RIVERS RUN RED

DRAIN EVERY BODY TIL’ THERE'S NOTHING LEFT

LET ME HAVE AN ARMY SO THAT I CAN WREAK BLOOD-SHED

EXPIRED

ALL FOR HIRE

LIVING DEAD

BE MY SACRIFICE

AND LET THE RIVERS RUN RED

DRAIN EVERY BODY TIL' THERE'S NOTHING LEFT

LET ME HAVE AN ARMY SO THAT I CAN WREAK BLOOD-SHED

BLOODSHED

BLOODSHED