Scum - The Gorefather lyrics
[Scum - The Gorefather lyrics]
I'm the one you need to see
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Put your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather
Just slit your neck evеrybody get back
Blood on the walls don't look
Red it look black
And cut your bonеs as they shatter and crack
Your severed arm had no pulse when I checked
I don't attack anyone at random having
A reason is a must
When it comes to gruesome acts of violence
Better believe that I don't trust
Pick up the phone I'm concerned
Go look up muthafuckin names
And next thing you know they hacked to pieces
And their homes go up in flames
There's so much more to what I
Do than what you think
Brains on the ceiling and
Intestines in the sink
Somebody's eyeball in my muthafuckin drink
Crawlin with the maggots body
Parts that fuckin stink
Just havin to cut somebody proper havin'
'em twist and twitch in pain
And makin' 'em bleed but not too much to
Ensure that you don't hit a vein
It requires practice precision a
Steady fucking hand
Don't maximize they suffering until
The very end
I'm the one you need to see
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Got your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather
Hit 'em with a hammer hit
'em with a baseball bat
Hit 'em with a brick and then
You hit 'em with a crowbar
Cut 'em with a knife then cut
'em with a razor blade
Stop and cauterize the wounds you
Have inflicted so far
Videotape the process film
The mutilation session
Body trashin as I'm slashin cause
Dissection is my passion
Even your section penetrated with
A muthafuckin drill
Though I try to keep a distance
I admit it's such a thrill
I'd rather to torture them for hours doin
The shit that I do best
I'm grabbin a razor sharp machete shovin
It deep into they chest
And I'm crackin' 'em open like a
Fortune cookie diggin into they guts
They do revive and I'ma hook these
Jumper cables to they nuts
Jumpstart their body it ain't over
Till I say so so bear with me don't let go
Because I got more tricks
Up my sleeve that's covered in
Blood up to my elbow
You beggin' me to let you die
But that's a hell no
I'm the one you need to see
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Got your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Put your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather
Just slit your neck evеrybody get back
Blood on the walls don't look
Red it look black
And cut your bonеs as they shatter and crack
Your severed arm had no pulse when I checked
I don't attack anyone at random having
A reason is a must
When it comes to gruesome acts of violence
Better believe that I don't trust
Pick up the phone I'm concerned
Go look up muthafuckin names
And next thing you know they hacked to pieces
And their homes go up in flames
There's so much more to what I
Do than what you think
Brains on the ceiling and
Intestines in the sink
Somebody's eyeball in my muthafuckin drink
Crawlin with the maggots body
Parts that fuckin stink
Just havin to cut somebody proper havin'
'em twist and twitch in pain
And makin' 'em bleed but not too much to
Ensure that you don't hit a vein
It requires practice precision a
Steady fucking hand
Don't maximize they suffering until
The very end
I'm the one you need to see
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Got your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather
Hit 'em with a hammer hit
'em with a baseball bat
Hit 'em with a brick and then
You hit 'em with a crowbar
Cut 'em with a knife then cut
'em with a razor blade
Stop and cauterize the wounds you
Have inflicted so far
Videotape the process film
The mutilation session
Body trashin as I'm slashin cause
Dissection is my passion
Even your section penetrated with
A muthafuckin drill
Though I try to keep a distance
I admit it's such a thrill
I'd rather to torture them for hours doin
The shit that I do best
I'm grabbin a razor sharp machete shovin
It deep into they chest
And I'm crackin' 'em open like a
Fortune cookie diggin into they guts
They do revive and I'ma hook these
Jumper cables to they nuts
Jumpstart their body it ain't over
Till I say so so bear with me don't let go
Because I got more tricks
Up my sleeve that's covered in
Blood up to my elbow
You beggin' me to let you die
But that's a hell no
I'm the one you need to see
When you want somebody gone
And the way it must be
Done is disgusting and sadistic
Just to bloody pick your brain then
Get murdered one by one
And no bodies gonna be found
Missing persons and statistics
Got your baby's severed head
In your muthafuckin bed if the two of us got
A problem understanding one another
You don't wanna see me mad that's
When people come up dead
Make them suffer real bad
I'm the muthafuckin Gorefather