Mr Hyde, Necro, ILL BILL, Goretex - Them lyrics

They're coming here they're waiting at
The edge of the city
They're peering around buildings at night
And they're waiting, they're waiting for you
And they'll take you one by one and
No one will hear you scream
No one will hear you SCREEEAAAM!

Stick an axe in your guts
Like Maximus bumpin' Exodus
Bonded by hemoglobin dumpin' clips in
Your tit's the anarchist activist
The Brotherhood of Evil Mutants run up on you
Shootin' people fuck your feeble unit eunach
None of us are good
The toxic avengin' your head
The reverend of death
Revvin' the engine for the revelation of
Flesh being stretched to the ending
Your homo click's exterminated like vermin
Roaming through train stations terminated
By electrical currents occurring
I rock a pair of Nikes
Hikin' through the streets
Like a viking holding spikes
I'm civilized and devilized, don't sleep!
You're not ill you perpetrate
The blood that circulates
In your vertebrae you squirt in your
Shirt with the perverted murder percolate
The revolting insulting cult
King is resulting
As the sickest fuck on the planet earth
Catapulting molting
I'll be a billionaire and still be down
To throw you down the stairs
And kill you rockin' military keep
It ill I don't care!

ILL BILL, God of atrocity
Fuck you with 5 fingers constantly
The monstrosity, king of the scumbags
King of colostomy
My gun bang we run things give you a neck tie
Look how your tongue hangs
It's bloodbath pornography
Splatterfest, sadomasochist
I'll paint the walls with your blood
Physical Graffiti, cynical to greedy
This is murder world
Welcome to your death after ya afterlife
I'll murder you again laugh with
The burner to your head
Suicide soldiers like the Heaven's Gate
Die obsessed with hate
Blood stained holy books are like
A test of faith
Like the word of God telling me to kill
Or the word of pagans
Telling me to sacrifice you in
The name of Satan!
Pain, lust and abomination
Unholy combination
Circle of Tyrants we control an entire nation
That can attack you like the Dawn of the Dead
Rather be backstage catchin' head
From your daughter instead!

You on all 4's
Candle stuck to your back like gauze
I'd rather make a lampshade of your skin
Tackle you to walls
It's when the boredom sets in pull
Out my axe from the stall
Howie pops up enough Paxil to
Last us 'til fall
The Wizard of Gore diminished like
Your skull with a saw
Emotionless serotonin finished like
Cripples and dwarves
God hates us all so we burn churches
Your mouth's a urinal bitch
Blazin' the Deep Purple I'll
Hurt you on purpose
Never got shit handed to me
The silver spoon is only used to cook the
Lotto the point is you kids are fantasies
We sick goons we don't give
A fuck what you say
Above the law gettin' apologies
Straight from DA's
Playaz Ball, killa coked out
Chokes of Berretta schemes
If I don't blow up
This lab is a kitchen for methamphetamines
The wall's closin' in too much to fight
Pay-Per-View suicide, we all die tonight!

Yo I slay who I wanna when creating a horror
See my state in nirvana is
To make you a goner
Stick a pick in your stomach because
I'm sick of you frontin'
But still I'm quicker to bludgeon
And catchin' victims with nuthin'
I'll whip out the sharp shank and
Stick and jig up with ease
I watch your ligaments bleed
With very vigorous speed
My left hook is known to put
A bitch in the scene
And transform his face into mystery meat
After I clap at the wig your
Skull will snap like a twig
There ain't no little body counts
I make my massacres big
Carefully put in the clips so
That the bullets could rip
You gettin' butchered to bit's to me
It's as good as it gets
Bet you leave on a stretcher
When the 16 wet ya wit' ya cap twist it back
Like the major league catcher
Your head will bleed ketchup and
Your garments are soaked
Watch me finish the job with
Somethin' sharp in your throat