Kunci: Bb minor
Verse 1
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Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
dyin' time's here.
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
The brutalest rapper on earth will murder you through a verse,
murder you in person,
personally I personify pervertedly
hurting you
Perfectly, powerfully smashing you,
Am
potently pitch a perfect pandemonium
Pleasureful pain, I can go to send
Damnation, rap attracts devastation,
guts, levitation
Medication, axe, hacks into your back,
Em
revelation
Premonition, demolition, death,
Cock the block back when there's
no option for boxing
A representation of hesitation,
Em
pulling it out or not using it
Am
Em
A disaster waiting, pro crastination
Rocking black, re -box,
Am
chasing you for three blocks
Facing your dead gun,
smack you and pop you with three shots
And back to you waiting,
Em
mys teriously, seriously
Am
Des troy you deliriously like
a conspiracy theory
Em
Am
The spirits are near me, don't irritate me
The pirates of violence, let loose the virus
The science that created me
The ambassador of massacre,
mass murder and slurs
Trafficking white slaves in the
world this racket occurs
Em
Shotguns and pump action,
Am
dumb fractions of metal
Shrapnel, actual caps peeled
in your physical capsule
My lyrics factually, naturally
More rugged than your average savage
If you average it mathematically
Em
Numerically stick in your wrist or pick
Am
Still count down to the blitz
People like pixel plicks
Sick, sick, sick
Death comes in the worst way
Dm
Em
Death comes in the worst
way
Am
Through satanic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
Death comes in the worst way
You can't beat it, join in
Em
Death comes in the worst way
Am
Through satanic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
I got the mind of a poacher
Em
With the pride of a soldier
Am
Choose the lion or cobra
I reply when I'm older
I'm selling core by the ounce
Am
I'm pretty sure the amount's
You're with sickness,
Em
Am
provoke my instincts
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You'll be cut to giblets,
wrists slit
Em
Jab your jugular, it hurts
Am
Stab your skull until it squirts
Your blood'll burst and add another color
to your shirt
Turn your fleet to chopped meat
Em
Am
You'll be bludgeoned and vexed
Leave your teeth on the concrete
And your skull on a stick
Em
All delusions of grandeur
Get excluded from stanzas
Am
No eluding the panther
The ensuing of cancer
You'll get exquisite visions
Em
C
By blades that make incisions
Am
A vision of you bitches to bits
With rigid scissors
Em
Slicing through you fucks
leave a scuff on my sword
Am
Guts will slide across the floor
like a puck
and shuffleboard
My
Em
Glock is shot with force, leaving you a
rotting corpse
Am
A hundred mile of torso towards
a jungle holocaust
Reaper cause I'm just a
fact of life
Am
What you should fear is once you're
dead I'll probably attack your wife
Give your ghost something to watch,
putting roaches in her crotch
Chop a package up to parts
and put the postage on the box
Em
When the chrome spit your dome split,
Am
the kiss of death is blown bitch
Leave you in the cold stiff,
stinking like the homeless
Death comes in the worst way
Dm
Em
Death comes in the worst
Am
way
Through satanic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
Death comes in the worst way
You can't beat it, join it
Em
Death comes in the worst
Am
way
Through satanic wordplay
Em
Here's a knife in your spine
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Em
Am
Dm
Em
Am
Thanks for watching!
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