King of Horrorcore

Nod your head to the king of horrorcore

They tried their best to erase me
I don't think so
Put a blade where your brain be
I don't need help
Yo it's too late to save me
Praised and insane, I pray to hell daily
All who oppose get chained in my basement
Finally a new specimen for me to play with
Oh how I long for the screams of a fake bitch
Fake tit's, dripping blood
Red to the pavement
Ey, yo this bottle of Klonopin
Is the only fucking reason that
Your body ain't a condiment
That’s sitting in a zip-lock bag
Inside a freezer door kill cause I can
What the fuck I need a reason for?
I tied a facebook model to an oak tree
Soaked it in gas and then
I lit the match slowly
Make yourself at home
Now you finally get to know me
And when you get the hell
Listen for the name Lo Key

Make way for the king

Listen here bitch

Yo, obey the ghost in the darkness slut
Otherwise you'll be chillin' in
The garbage dump with a carved up gut
And the seven on your forehead
Cut off your legs
Leave em on your momma doorstep
Ha, act like you never heard of me
Burning up every verb that I’ve heard
Of and now irking me
Making you say "Lo Key is the
Illest" is no concern to me
I got to stab right through your
Speaker and make you worship me

Make way for the king!

I'm the type of person to
Murder your neck purposely
Earn your respect? Fuck you
I open the flesh vertically yes I confess
I love painting the room burgundy
Holes in your chest, surgery
Serving it for eternity
I turn the lawn mower upside down
And rev it on stage
Right in front of the crowd
?Eat those?, so you can hear this sound
Then lower Lo Key haters in the place like
(blaow) fuck the scene, fuck the dream
Fuck your scheming ass
As your spinal fluid seep into my demon mask
I don't even need a mask, hoodie up
Creepin past hooked you up, hearin' last
Now I got you in my grasp

Make way for the king
(Make way for the king)