Bukshot, Fury, Bizarre - These Guys lyrics

My mental's a scary place
Jason mask is on my face
My machete's on my waist
Razor sharp come get a taste
Rob De Niro's kinda heat
My chainsaw got diamond teeth
Bodies 'bout to line the street
Chopped and bloody's fine with me
Talking so much shit I make 'em mad
They know my kind's the worst
Delegator, here to break 'em bad
Now call me Heisenberg
On this Helter Skelter shit
My haters scared to death of me
They can slip away but i'll
Catch up with them eventually
Never fell asleep with a guilty conscience
See me in a bad dream better walk cautious
In the graveyard running with the monsters
Blood on my chucks no walking in galoshes
Everybody know we come up with the weird shit
Plus a couple loose screws in my gear kit
I'm a walking stick of dynamite and near lit
Any second I'm about to blow
And you can feel it

Who the fuck are these guys
Dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don't think they realize
We show up they will die
Do this for the murderers
The underground we reside
Bitch you might've heard of us but you
Better stay away from these guys

Pop a Xanny flowing like a fucking river
(ugh)
Hacksaw, chainsaw, I'm a fucking killer
Demons in my head, I see ghosts
Ten Percocets, I'm about to give your dose
I'm Michael Myers (Michael Myers)
I'm fucking Jason (fucking Jason)
Justin Bieber in my fucking basement
(hahahaha) drag queen for Halloween
White-black mask I think I'm fucking scream
(scream) the big scream (scream)
A little louder (agh, louder)
Bizarre go off the white powder (woo)
Shoot you with a gun (bow)
Stab you with a knife (ugh)
I'm a sick fuck, this is weirdo for life

Who the fuck are these guys
Dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don't think they realize
We show up they will die
Do this for the murderers
The underground we reside
Bitch you might've heard of us but you
Better stay away from these guys

I sit (sit) and grieve (grieve)
Conspire while I write this verse
Hatred climbs inside my nerves by
This mic I'm cursed (cursed)
I get this violent urge to
Go recite these spiteful words (why?)
If I don't I know they'll hate
Me and my life gets worse i still sit there
The voices wanna lift me up (yuh)
They play my vocal chords
I'm suffering from asphyxia
I got no heartbeat
I wonder if they'll miss me yuh
Feels like I'm dead but I'm not motherfuck
I wanna kill one's and still I
Feel I wanna pick me up
A filthy drunk bitch
Rape her then dump bleach in her cunt
Then I'll shoot her in the
Face and then flee, gone
That's what I call a bed and bath beyond
Kill a fucking judge cause I'm going insane
Fuck him in the ass then
I watch the blood drain
Making sure that he feels the pain
Cut him from his motherfucking
Ass to his face

Who the fuck are these guys
Dressed in Weirdo disguise?
I don't think they realize
We show up they will die
Do this for the murderers
The underground we reside
Bitch you might've heard of us but you
Better stay away from these guys