Madchild, JD Era, Bishop Lamont - Kill Kill Kill lyrics

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Let me see what I need, ahh, I need
My chainsaw, ahh, my AK-47
My rocket launchers
Some grenadesand my flame thrower yeah

Ohhh oh shit, it's time to ill
MC's it ain't safe, e'rybody gettin' killed
Your mammy (boom) , your daddy (boom, boom)
Gram Gram (boom) and your pappy (boom)
And them little ugly ass
Your ashy ass gets black they are so nappy
No self hatred, I'm no racist
I hate everybody kill your cat
Kill your dog and the parakeet bitch
Shoot your fish tank up
Like "Fuck them goldfish"
M-m-m madness and mayhem, PM to the AM
Stomp like the collector got a collection
Of decomposing possessions
Talent scout I'm out to find new specimens
May I make a small suggestion?
Rappers, stop lyin' through the speakers
Cause, I see directly through
You like Jeepers Creepers
Creepy, got a dumb flow threatening me?
I shit on all you
I needs lots of TP for my bunghole
I'm not high, I'm not high, check my eyes
I swear i'm just lyrically retarded and
Not all really there i'm a beast bitch
I'll bully money from a grizzly bear
As if a bear had money and went to school
But in your dreams you can't win
I'm a fuckin' nightmare
Tommy Ray Glatman, dream assassin, Dreamscape
You don't know what I'm
Talkin' 'bout? Google it, i'll wait

Everybody in this bitch gon' get gunned down
Boom, boom, boom
You don't wanna hear that sound
I'm goin' insane, hearin' voices in my brain
They keep on tellin' me to do
Some really fucked up things
This can't be real
I'm really feelin' fuckin' ill
They keep on sayin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
They keep on tellin' me
"Everybody gettin' killed"
I hear 'em whisperin'
"Everybody gettin' killed"
Over and over "Everybody gettin' killed"

Yo, yo
I'm a white Beast boy like Adam Horovitz
Stab you in the orifice
I'm darker than a horror flick (Boom)
I put a bullet in your skull
To make a peep hole
Then lean your head against a tube so
I can watch the Creep Show
I'm a freak though graphic rap-a-holic
Splatter all your blood around the room
Like I was Jackson Pollock i'm all alone
I'll crack your collarbone and haul it home
And spread your guts around the wall
And write a diabolic poem
Like Michael Meyers with a knife
Cause I'm a psycho killer
Listening to Michael Jackson Thriller
I'm a hyper villain
I'll smash your fuckin' skull and
Then say "nighty night"
Tackle rappers wearing tighty whites like
It was Friday Night Lights
Pop a vitamin then squat like Spiderman
Then take a fuckin' shit on
All you rappers for entitlement
Sneak into your studio then stab
You till your speaker's red
Then take your Jordan 3's cause I'm
A klepto and a sneaker head

Gimmie your shoes yeah, these are gonna fit

Go look up 'psychopath' then find
Me in the dictionary
Grinnin' ear to ear, in prison gear
I hope you bitches ready
I fuck a nun missionary, get it? Missionary
Got a lot of friends but
Momma thinks they're all imaginary
And they keep tellin' me to "kill, kill
Kill" murder, murder, roll a blunt and
Pop a pill, pill, pill
And you won't, but I will
For a crisp dollar bill
Shove your head so far up your ass
You be talkin' shit at every meal i'm me
I'm meat with cheese and some
Molly powder in private
Discussionals blowin' up on which
Rappers outta be silent
I get so fly the stewardess
Can't close her eyelids
My Taliban homie thinks that I
Should be a pilot
I don't know, yes I'm the bomb
Tick, tick, hide your child
I'm happy killing you at work
We call that service with a smile
Just took some 'shrooms I guess
I had the bad pile
Burn a cross in front of your yard
And blame that shit on Mad Child