SigNature - The Worst Type lyrics

Here we go again
Another song about murderin'
Blood all on his shirt again
Just so you know for sure it's him
Cut off a virgin's limbs
Mail 'em to a Christian church and then
Tell 'em "Thanks for your services
These have added preservatives"
Blood curdling screams, I heard
'em in dreams, wake me up
I'm shakin' at knees while
Stranglin' this teens trachea
Lately I don't feel the same as I used to
My brain is unusual
They saying I'm fruit loops
Me and Damien shoot hoops and I
Play in a zoot suit
I'm making you go crazy from the
Weight I put you through
Loose screws in my cranium
Alien with a crazy grin
Blazin' won't make me sane again
Just raises craves of cavin' in
Skulls, it's repulsive how you
Come up with bullshit
I'll put a gun up to your lips
Tell you "kiss it or duck quick"
But even if you duck
You're leavin' with jesus, bruh
No reason
See me with three demons eatin' a fetus up
I'm fiendin' to feed on people
Even eat a greasy slut
Receivin' the feelin' of Eden
Breathin' in lethal dust
Who's devious enough to meet me
When I'm fucked up
Proceed and your lucks up
Believe me this stuff's tough
My teeth have now just sunk in
Bleeding is what comes
Previous to you eating dust and
Being all slumped up
On the floor, I'm a carnivore
You'll never see me ponder or
Think of how to respond to whores
Because the blood is drawn before
They start to stop speaking
You're thinking I'd spark the Glock
But I'd rather cut pieces out of your throat
Make it hard to talk it's dark and hot
The Argonauts have just entered the room
And assume they'll stab a male rapper
In his placenta or womb the center of doom
Whom? The inventor of crude tunes
But what the fuck would you do
If all these haters booed you?
I'll put 'em in tombs soon
So cool it Zoboomafoo
The boys in blue'll lose their food
As soon as that whistle
Your shirt'll be so red they'll
Think that you soo-woo'd
And that one of Snoop's goons is
The one who chewed you

"SigNature", "bitch!"
"He's sick", "nauseating, gnitaesuan"
"Very hostile", "nauseating"
"Are you crazy?", "sick", "nauseating"
"Crazy"

I'm the worst type, I guess you're right
Termites crawl out of my eyes, i'm
Trying to keep my head as rabbit's fall
Out of the sky and why
The fuck are they laughin'? This is
Why I stay in the attic
Starin' at a TV screen but
Nothing's playing but static
Displaying these antics
I'm frantic when I'm playing with magic
I'm stranded on another planet and
I can't even manage to stop actin' so manic
The panic button's released
I taste blood on my taste buds
Don't fuck with the beast
This year I got myself a
Girl for a Christmas gift
I choked her too hard and
The bitch went stiff
Oh shit, I feel supreme like Kenneth McGriff
I'm just a pissed misfit, screamin' 666
Bitch, I'm dirty as a cockroach
With Mott's spread on toast
What I'll do to you is awful
Just stop you're not dope
Leave your head like a pothole, I'm hot
You lost hope
You fuckin' with me, vato? Impossible
I got loads of hot flows
I pop foes and watch them rot slow
Bleach? I got a box full, I shop at Costco
So don't worry 'bout the mess you'll make
My essence left you devastated
Don't test my mental game
I rap until my pencil breaks
For heaven's sake I'm hardcore
You don't wanna start war
I carry 'round a large sword
Use it till my arms sore
Scarred corpses are stored inside
Of my armoire dark, warped art form
But that's because my heart's torn
I was born on Friday the 13th
The day McVeigh was sentenced
I was playin' ball with his son
Now me and Satan playin' tennis i am sick
Hurt anatomies then carve your neck
With a split personality like Harvey Dent
And since your insanity is hardly dense
There is no random need for arguments