Chef Tha Reaper, Baby Borted, Ghoul - 666 is the motive lyrics

Yo nigga, who you think I was
We family in all but I'll murder my own cuz
Thats a fact not afraid to spray a nigga
I'm the worse nigga to be
Considered a father figure i'm The best
I'm the one who destroyed the rest
Makin' Money and Makin' Moves
We the Germans, the posers are the jews
You the ho we find on the side of the road
Looking through your rottin pussy
And leave a load
My weed and my blunt is what you took from me
Your family and friends you'll never see
I'm Chef, Tha Reaper negihbor Hood Creepa
Stackin' askin niggas was brackin?
Intelligence and an army is what you lackin'

This nigga garbage
I wouldn't buy his album for 1
10 in the bargain

Niggas wanna try and figure out
That nigga in the grassy knoll hidin' out
Watch out, drive thru, I'll serve you
With a double black talon
Ya chest it'll go through i have no remorse
As I eat ya grand mama's corpse
Like my idol Jeffery Dahmer
And Arthur Shawcross
If I'm locked up my cell
Mate's salad I'll toss
Then they'll put me in Protective Custody
Because my dick reeks so bad
It makes period blood smell like a musty
Armpit, I just took a shit on my Thai Hooker
She's got a dick between her legs
Scissor kick her like booker
After I finish drownin her in my bath tub
I'll wake up from my fantasy
And wonderin why I ain't use a glove
Now I got AIDS
I'm gonna die within two years
This is what I get for
Going low and fuckin' queers

This nigga garbage
I wouldn't buy his album for 1
10 in the bargain

I fell from my mama's juicy pussy
On April 20, morning pass three
At age nine, daddy left us for good
We had to move in with my
Granny in her bad neighborhood
The kids through threw rocks and
Bags of shit at me then they wondering why
Sitting in class I ain't happy
My teachers givin me F's and D's
Then ask me why my homework is always
Covered with the corpses of fleas
One day in gym, they pushed me to my limit
Tired of this bullshit so I'm gonna end it
That night I dreamed of ended my life
And loaded up my grandfather's mac-90
After I unload on em, they won't even find me
Fuck all that I'm gonna do what I gotta do
Because this bullying shit is makin a
Nigga form his own crew
Of freaks, geeks, fags, and loners
We startin off robbin girl scouts
And moved up to stoners
Now everybody fears and respect us
The school newspaper projects us
As a militia bent on chaos
I smile because we are
The dominant self-destructive Amadeus

This nigga garbage
I wouldn't buy his album for 1
10 in the bargain

From the holiest of city's to hell's kitchen
We banded together to make
Our parents start bitchin'
Shouts to all the brothers and
Bitches repping el Diablo
It's better than spending link on the lotto
666 is the motive that we strive to achieve
Now shut the fuck up bitch and wipe
My ass with poison ivy leaves