Real Horror

[Chorus: SCUM]
If your life is fucked up, drill us full of sadness
Swear you're 'bout to lose your mind in this world of madness
I can help your illness just because I had this early cure
Send a dose of real horror sick shit
If you wake up feeling that you ain't got no future
Packing a gat cause you know that somebody wants to shoot ya
Real horror that is made is something that might suit you
Get it at LSP because you know we got that sick shit

[Verse 1: SCUM]
I'm a living definition of a soul condemned to burn
Never quitting, steady spitting pure filth till it's my turn
To end up inside a casket or a zipped up body bag
And I plan to see your dinner when my lyrics make you gag
Puke and vomit I get down and rapping about disgusting things
Real life sickness you will witness nothing good so bloody fangs
So I love them horror movies and occasionally might get down
I'm the werewolf track a drug then take real shit that goes on the road
In the round blood-soaked arena also known as Mother Earth and extract some sick examples making 'em all regret your birth
Serial killing rape, starvation, mutilation worse we start
Prisoner decapitation and a nation torn apart
Now that's horror, real horror
Dahmer, Gacy, Bundy, Gein
I'm sicker than Jason, Michael, Freddy cause they kill inside the screen
Most of what I rap about either been done or will be done
While some sadistic muthafucka will get ahold of a loaded gun

[Chorus: SCUM]
If your life is fucked up, drill us full of sadness
Swear you're 'bout to lose your mind in this world of madness
I can help your illness just because I had this early cure
Send a dose of real horror sick shit
If you wake up feeling that you ain't got no future
Packing a gat cause you know that somebody wants to shoot ya
Real horror that is made is something that might suit you
Get it at LSP because you know we got that sick shit

[Verse 2: SCUM]
Watching the news for inspiration Channel 7 late at night
Yet another strangulation, rape, a shooting, or a fight
In my city things are shitty cause that's all they talk about
Hold me, you wanna go see a death another flood another drop
And they wonder why I'm spitting bought out tags and body bags
Shooting schools or burning churches, raping hoes and killing fags
Never was a backpack rapper nothing hip about this hop
What I drop is pure sickness and I doubt I'll ever stop hurting feelings, praising killings and provoking a violent curse
They get inspired by my music and committed to weirder times
This a cult and I'm the leader follow me into the abyss
If you're angry broken violent then you might be feeling this
If you feel this world is ending wanted to go out with a bang
Got no problem hurting others this might be your kind of thing
Kill somebody to this music and inspire another song
'Bout the crime you have committed just as long as it's sick and wrong

[Chorus: SCUM]
If your life is fucked up, drill us full of sadness
Swear you're 'bout to lose your mind in this world of madness
I can help your illness just because I had this early cure
Send a dose of real horror sick shit
If you wake up feeling that you ain't got no future
Packing a gat cause you know that somebody wants to shoot ya
Real horror that is made is something that might suit you
Get it at LSP because you know we got that sick shit