Mr Hyde - Hellbound lyrics

Twisted scenes on the Beastman
Genius of the fiendish
The leader of the scheming
Team of human-being demons
Gleam like a starsteam targeting my harpoon
Bark at the moon son the horror bout to start
I'm the shark you're the food you're
The mark I will sharpshoot
Heartless and smooth I'm the spark
In a dark room
Lots of atrocities are droppin'
Out my glossary
Toxic disease breed monsterous ferocity
Hunt you bugs like nighton-gas
Fight me you'll fail
I'm the type that will impale YOU
Hung with spikes and nails
WHO ever wanna get it take a chisel
And embed it in your head
It's pissing red I bet
You'll shit yourself again
Dead you like a diabetic after sugar
Gets injected in his neck
I'm reccommending definately serving seconds
Of the wreckage respiratory breath
Is lessening agressively
And wrestling with death's a losing
Effort so respect it G

Yo I rip the wild shit
And I'm flowing it well
And if you feeling this shit
You're probably goin' to hell
Yo I rip the foul shit
And I'm flowing it well
And if you bopping you're head
You're probably goin' to hell

I'm entrenched in a warp think I
Need a shrink or two
When the fever grows you'll squeeze
Your nose stench is unthinkable
Molly Brown sinkable pop a hole in her
Yo the water squirts it sorta
Hurts when you're drowning her
You're the Grand Facade hand of God
Punch is weak you cannon heart
Wake the fuck up slut Cansas
Ain't the Land of Oz vans and cars
Trains and planes transportation
Ain't the same
Patience take your time drillin' then
Maybe you'll see some brains
I'm jabbing you bastards there
Ain't nobody faster
And after the ass-woopin' you
Gon' need some asperin
Half of you faggots are scared
To put your hands up
I'll mash you up bad like
A plane crashes passenger
Grab your head and hack'n'shred it
You don't need no anesthetic
Paramedic cannibals will drink your
Blood like Manischewitz
Ever heard another brother bludgeoned
Ain't more rugged
Bring the violence like a tiger when
He's hunting for his supper

Yo I rip the wild shit
And I'm flowing it well
And if you feeling this shit
You're probably goin' to hell
Yo I rip the foul shit
And I'm flowing it well
And if you bopping you're head
You're probably goin' to hell