[Verse 1]
Bitch this is the horrorcore
That you be dreaming bout more and more
Hating the sound of the gore and lore
That I possess when I sever your gourd and bore
Through all your bones like a gun in a corner store
Yelling fore when I be swinging the 4-iron thru your door
In hopes to be splattering your brains all up on your floor
Even Consuela won't be able to clean out the stains in your carpets
When I'm done with my horror show
This is exactly what I be feeling when I hear another whack rapper topping the charts
Wishing I could chop up their hearts
Filet their livers and gizzards
Cuz I'm the winner yet I'm distant and far apart
From the fame that I should be gaining
Them fake asses waning
When they see my music is aiming
To fry up they brains, it's amazing
How ignorant the game is
Cuz they don't see the bigger painting
Ain't anybody compete with me
Autotune don't appeal to me
Everyone ruined easily
Everybody taking defeat
Corpses be lining the street
Looking like a buffet for the cannibals that truly need to eat
I wanna find at least someone that can challenge me
Cuz I like the scent of fear that they produce, shit I wanna have them be
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
[Verse 2]
Like your vitals' declining because all my rhyming
Had broken your spine, left you laying, no life
Bitches saying I'm wifing thee cuz all the piping be
Like the D came sent from heaven tho I might be
Satan himself, guess my cock is the light in me
Bitches don't seem to mind sucking the white from me
Though they the wives of my haters so likely
Dick that they getting at home ain't a sight to see
Compared to me cuz like every time I share a she
I hit one time, that same bitch now barely
Talking to the same dude at one time she was marrying
Cuz she love the dick and what I do, had her carrying
The whole thing in her jaws, now she unable to speak about
All the freaky shit she like to be about
Like I brought another bitch and she like to eat her out
Or how she like to shove it up her ass with dildos leaking out
Her pussy while she handcuffed to the bed
Blindfold on her head
Face down, ass up, I like to see the booty spread
Stuck it in her raw and came inside her, you the baby's dad
Caring for a kid that ain't even yours, boy your life is sad
Oh it's a mystery why you be going thru misery
Why you be taking the hits for me
Cuz my trajectory aimed for your head, boy you don't know the killer me
Bitch I was even born on Friday the 13th
It's my day, not Voorhees'
I may be why you are hurting
I'm closing the curtains cuz I know one thing is for certain
I'll cut up all of your body and feed it to your favorite person
And they gon' say it's good
And they gon' pay for more like it's their comfort food
Cuz they need comfort in your untimely demise, there's no God in the sky
And then they realize what's on their plates
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
[Verse 3]
And I swear to God ain't no one gonna hear you
You acting fearful, this the shit that make me man of year
You sending leers thru, I'm gonna puncture your ear thru
My music gon' have you pleading for me to share a beer with you
And be all friendly like my goal was never tryna harm you
Bitch you thought, too, I'm mean and mercy ain't in my heart, boo
I know you think this is metaphors up the wazoo
But truth is I'm ruthless and never gonna stop (WOO!)
I swear I mean it, I'm the devil bitch
Never prone to showing any sentiment
Go ahead and get the county reverend
Try and exorcise all the malevolence
Out of me, I guarantee you're not finding success in this
Reaping benefits out the menacing
Best at this, no one got the skills to try and test the shit
Felt the bitch, she horny as fuck like Maleficent
It's evident I'm better than the rest at this egregiousness
And killing everybody like the industry on Elm Street
Your mom a cougar for the Kreuger in the bedsheets
She best be giving me head in the jet ski
Or I'll take her baby's life, irony is the best, see
I flatten your body out
Then I stick my dick in your mommy's mouth
And you know she being hardly doubt
-ful that I go party now
Celebrate wins in the artist style
They know I'm killing, I roll with villains
I'm showing millions I'm cold and vicious and won't be quitting
The throne I'm sitting, I own the building
My roguish wishes had thrown me bitches
I sew the stitches, I'm growing bigger
Now I owe the hit lists for throwing my own flows in like you're supposed to listen
My bro K-Vicious, he know the business
We both the killas
We throwing killing blows in this shit
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
HELP ME PLEASE!!!
Bitch this is the horrorcore
That you be dreaming bout more and more
Hating the sound of the gore and lore
That I possess when I sever your gourd and bore
Through all your bones like a gun in a corner store
Yelling fore when I be swinging the 4-iron thru your door
In hopes to be splattering your brains all up on your floor
Even Consuela won't be able to clean out the stains in your carpets
When I'm done with my horror show
This is exactly what I be feeling when I hear another whack rapper topping the charts
Wishing I could chop up their hearts
Filet their livers and gizzards
Cuz I'm the winner yet I'm distant and far apart
From the fame that I should be gaining
Them fake asses waning
When they see my music is aiming
To fry up they brains, it's amazing
How ignorant the game is
Cuz they don't see the bigger painting
Ain't anybody compete with me
Autotune don't appeal to me
Everyone ruined easily
Everybody taking defeat
Corpses be lining the street
Looking like a buffet for the cannibals that truly need to eat
I wanna find at least someone that can challenge me
Cuz I like the scent of fear that they produce, shit I wanna have them be
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
[Verse 2]
Like your vitals' declining because all my rhyming
Had broken your spine, left you laying, no life
Bitches saying I'm wifing thee cuz all the piping be
Like the D came sent from heaven tho I might be
Satan himself, guess my cock is the light in me
Bitches don't seem to mind sucking the white from me
Though they the wives of my haters so likely
Dick that they getting at home ain't a sight to see
Compared to me cuz like every time I share a she
I hit one time, that same bitch now barely
Talking to the same dude at one time she was marrying
Cuz she love the dick and what I do, had her carrying
The whole thing in her jaws, now she unable to speak about
All the freaky shit she like to be about
Like I brought another bitch and she like to eat her out
Or how she like to shove it up her ass with dildos leaking out
Her pussy while she handcuffed to the bed
Blindfold on her head
Face down, ass up, I like to see the booty spread
Stuck it in her raw and came inside her, you the baby's dad
Caring for a kid that ain't even yours, boy your life is sad
Oh it's a mystery why you be going thru misery
Why you be taking the hits for me
Cuz my trajectory aimed for your head, boy you don't know the killer me
Bitch I was even born on Friday the 13th
It's my day, not Voorhees'
I may be why you are hurting
I'm closing the curtains cuz I know one thing is for certain
I'll cut up all of your body and feed it to your favorite person
And they gon' say it's good
And they gon' pay for more like it's their comfort food
Cuz they need comfort in your untimely demise, there's no God in the sky
And then they realize what's on their plates
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
[Verse 3]
And I swear to God ain't no one gonna hear you
You acting fearful, this the shit that make me man of year
You sending leers thru, I'm gonna puncture your ear thru
My music gon' have you pleading for me to share a beer with you
And be all friendly like my goal was never tryna harm you
Bitch you thought, too, I'm mean and mercy ain't in my heart, boo
I know you think this is metaphors up the wazoo
But truth is I'm ruthless and never gonna stop (WOO!)
I swear I mean it, I'm the devil bitch
Never prone to showing any sentiment
Go ahead and get the county reverend
Try and exorcise all the malevolence
Out of me, I guarantee you're not finding success in this
Reaping benefits out the menacing
Best at this, no one got the skills to try and test the shit
Felt the bitch, she horny as fuck like Maleficent
It's evident I'm better than the rest at this egregiousness
And killing everybody like the industry on Elm Street
Your mom a cougar for the Kreuger in the bedsheets
She best be giving me head in the jet ski
Or I'll take her baby's life, irony is the best, see
I flatten your body out
Then I stick my dick in your mommy's mouth
And you know she being hardly doubt
-ful that I go party now
Celebrate wins in the artist style
They know I'm killing, I roll with villains
I'm showing millions I'm cold and vicious and won't be quitting
The throne I'm sitting, I own the building
My roguish wishes had thrown me bitches
I sew the stitches, I'm growing bigger
Now I owe the hit lists for throwing my own flows in like you're supposed to listen
My bro K-Vicious, he know the business
We both the killas
We throwing killing blows in this shit
[Hook]
Like whoa, this is what's meant to be
Like this is my destiny
You cannot mess with me
Bitch I'm best, there's no questioning
Run the rest, got the recipe
For destruction and chaos when I get to wreck, there's no besting me
I kill like 666 is in me
I'm gon' be running the game ain't no resting me
Blessing me hearing you scream
HELP ME PLEASE!!!
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