Ma’bdai Da 13th
I watch darkness unfold, under wat use to be sanity, shaking hands wit me may cause deterioration of one’s self-esteem, It’s hell ur jus seeing in a sinister personification of intelligence at its utmost ignorance, a impairment on da embarrassed apparent fact on a adequate perception of who odd’a quit, ders ben a abolishing on common decency, so wit ill repute of a beast is how yo breath shud b wen u advance da courage to converse a verse at me, or I’ll leave thy split in twine no neck fo head an spine to be a line speaking only in da tongue dat de kings speak, adjust ur feet to trade places wit ya knees, cuz dats da only way a percambrian peasant stands before me in de present pleasant accompany of death dat i bring, the moment fo any chance of atonement has blossom into da ears of Beethoven, so listen close to fear this is jus nature natural nurture sound of sanity silence maken u feel special this year.
Mi Fold
I’m a romantic dat love to use rope, binding ur soul to da stains on de sheet while u lay wit no clothes, ur screams do much mo den arouse me, dai schizophreniclly excite me to points of sin removing skin, love is blind, cuz it cudnt see da misfortune n de cliche of a eye fo a eye, so wen I say I only have eyes fo u, i mean intensive care unit, I c u like I care fo u, standing right there wit a pair of embracing arms, wit satan saturated charm, gurl id hate for ya period to b da only reason y u think I want to get it on, reducing red lubricated red wings to a redundancy while I sit sipping red wine during bed time, im trying to share intimate moments in which u neva had mind to envision, get to know da real u bi ur genetic code, impregnate a lil bit of me inside u, invite u to commit a stellar performance of premeditated sexual homicide inception suduece suicide, cuz wen I say go fuck yo self I mean till u die, paralyzed to da motion of successfully living a healthy life, I’ll only help u if u agree to let me watch u masturbate wit da blade of da knife, im trying to make sure u get it perfectly right, till ur left wit chunks of vaginal flesh & blood on ya ideal hand, God dammit man, if i knew falling fo me was dis easy, I’d still be da last man standing wit a harem of clumsy dismembered dim witted legless torso dis evening!
Belated F 13th
Filp time on its back, simultaneously ripped a hole thru it dat exceeded da perception of a negated future, pitch black everlasting immortal ethereal, a satanic flesh forsaken crucible, of closed cadaver casted marionette caskets, catatoniclly dance to ashes, feeling da strife of da stagnant insipid breath of madness alike, fire igniting rabie ridden bite, fulfilling pains plight wit polite forceful manner of a carnal burglar, pursuit of happiness in a English cursed tailored birthday suit, as vivid ruby beads form to coat da craters of mi pores, fear is da milk in mi wheaties, carnage is da cup of tea I poor, ignorance to sanity vanity glass cased reality seeking no sanction from suffering from psychosis gluttony casual thoughts, engulfed in sadistic flattering gore talk, gorging on gorgeous grotesque act of gratuitous violence wit such a genocidal canibalistic gentleman generocity, killing murder while homicide sleep next to R. I. P , I am da tears nightmares weep, evil n a majestic sea of mirrors dat only have eyes fo me!
Product Sexual Placement
I’m n side using mi outside voice screaming at dis Bitch to come over here an resuscitate mi dick, I’m bout to pick a Fite wit a pussy an pitbull bite dat Shit, alright I’d b remiss if I didn’t spread ya legs apart an toung wrestle ya clit, pinch ya nipples while u arch ya back an work ya hips, attacking da cat like I’m batman an u mi female feline arch nemesis, Dnt wonder woman superman ain’t got Shit on me, I’ll suplex ya sexy body on satin sheets like da hulk up rooting a oak tree, girl I’ll have ya orgasm coming so close to gather ud think dai wur a fat Mexican family trying to fit in da same photo, im da wizard of owws & awws in da land of oz, watching dorthy run down mi long brick road, giving hear da bizzness as she scream wit no ruby slippers jus curled toes “Ders No Place like Home, Ders No Place like Home” in a muffled sexual tone, baby I came to do more den jus make u feel like mi dick jus shifted da planet, da crush ur gunna have on mi dick girl u will never take it fo granite, I’ma leave ur thirst fo a nigga unquenchable, str8 sexualy chocolate milk famished!
8 No No Words!
I came cold like a cold sore on a Eskimos lip in a blizzard BITCH, I’m on sum tech n9ne Michael Jackson CD cover, I’m on sum killer thriller SHIT, las vegas grim reaper, death is da only cards I’m dealing BITCH, multiple stab wounds like multiple schizophrenic cerebral palsy assailants left a insane asylum seance an attack u, at chu! at u, and when u die Dnt forget to tell em god blessed u, I’m n anger management class like I have plans to financially capitalize on da FUCKIN fame of raged induced homicides, wen I C a body I start to chop like da cops outside, dis dentistry is explosive chemistry I’m bout to blow ur MAFUCKIN mouf open wide, made a baby wit Casey Anthony kilt it den made sum humble pie and severed it wit oj on da side, I coincide wit genocide wit a brown tuxedo black bowtie in green chucks and a square mustache, BITCH I’m da black Hitler reppin CX5, cry me a river CUNT wen I kill ur entire family I’m going to love ta watch da MAFUCKIN sea u cry!
Verbal Euthanasia
So tell a friend to tell a friend to warn a friend dat MACK back at it again, ripping skin while gone wit da wind, ders blood in de air can u smell mi sin, I’m going in, lost n found, Cuz I found profound beat down ta da ground making whimpering sounds, delete tab space bar I’m bout to Enter u now, wit control of mi immature wild child, I stay revered and reviled Cuz ill cut ya FUCKIN ears off den shove em up ya rear in reverse wit a smile, bring pain dat hurts of eons but is worth da while, mean while mi legion of doom, has jus stoled de elephant in da room, now ders nothing fo u bitches to talk about, so I guess it’s time for mi niggas an me to be elected an bring dat political doom, Shit is it jus me r is anybody else feeling dez shrooms? chewing on super glue like picante pace, dipped in ether embalming fluid & ethanol, if ur not getting da metaphor Bitch, I’ll explain it to yall, if I open up mi mouth it wud b deadly dog!
Super 16
Minds wait instore fo wats in store, a surplus of guts n gore, What Bitch U Want More!? Slut Dats a rhetorical question, give me mi power tools blender wit mi 12 foot extension cord in a freezer, I’m turning ur ass to a bloody Mary dackery, wit drunken nero surgeon accuracy, it’s time to piss blood bitches, as I perforate ur kidney wit a number 2 pencil, while taking a piss & Shit on ur parentally grounded soul, I’m n and out of mi mind at da same time, trading secret safely wit satan an santa in satin slippers on Saturday stranded on saturn smoking mi stress away n sixty second or less, reach fo da sky Bitch, as I stab u n da arm pits leaven da exit wound on de opsite side of de back of yo chest Bitch! Invest quick n sum nesquik Cuz ur vital signs is going down like 10 toes n quicksand, I spit sunflower seeds shells at hit men, so hitting u wit sum Shit u ain’t never seen won’t even cause me to sweat man, I’m stepping wit lethal force wit a director’s cut copy of lethal weapon wit intent to use da DVD to cut ya throat hoe, if ur second guessing den u Dnt deserve a brain in da first place u ignorant redundant cunt, like a pedophile busting a nut at a play ground, kid I jus cum to have sum fun!
X^Ď
Back 2 Bad
Back to da fashion of blood, Der is no love greater den da hate I hold n mi hand dat got dis knife glued to mi palm, Given me da reach of a psychopath’s arm, I’ve set 4th n motion notions dat will do ur body da vastest amount of harm, Dis is a sick bastard charm at its sexual finest, Dnt b disturbed by words dat pack de most impact of shattering ur spine 4m infront of ur back, Coming 4 da 1st of da month wit a compass n a map, I’m a boy scout dat needs to earn his torture n nature badge, So I’m soaking kerosene and gasoline wit ur vag, Boy if Michael Jackson wasn’t dead, he wudnt b n hell telling da devil Who’s Bad!?
4 Da Ladies
Ur love is wat keeps mi dreams alive, Teaching da hate I feel inside how to subscribe to subside, 4u I’ll die a 1000 death jus ta b n da present of ur shadows breath, I rebuke da name of all other past loves, Jus to b monogamous to ur soul sin, To with hold all that I have hailed with in no longer, To b judge by ur honor, Tried by de truth and nothing but da truth, So help me God! I Think I’m N Love Wit U!
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