Muerte Mierda

[Verse 1: Mr 8 Legz]
Yeah! I got a question that I feel like I should ask you (What's up?)
Did you ever consider that you'd die inside this bathroom?
At the hands of a stranger that reeks of liquor and cat food
It's really not a big deal, I just wanna stab you (Haha)
In the face and abdomen just laughin' while it's happenin'
I might just stab your dick 'cause my aim is inaccurate (Shit)
But let's not make this a thing, I bet it could be magic (Uh huh)
But you covered in stab wounds, dawg, that ain't attractive
(Huh) Or is it? Wait, never mind, fuck ignore that
I just wanna leave your body wherever the morgue at
Or better yet make it block a fuckin' path like a Snorlax
And wait for someonе to find you while drinking a 24 pack

[Chorus: Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Funtime Gang, yo, we just wanna kill shit
Not thеse beats or lyrics I mean literally putting our hands
On you physically and making you fucking feel this
That's all we really wanna do is just kill shit
Wait, hold on, wait
Is this too typical? Yeah bro
Are we original? Not really
It might just be the principle
Well what the fuck do you even want me to say?
I don't know, something horrorcore?

[Verse 2: Whipstick]
We're in the supermarket, you're in the deli aisle (Yeah)
I shop for human targets and rock a hella smile (Yeah)
With something foul that I never need embellish
I'd eviscerate the magistrate, passive state, better settle down (Woah!) Fuckin' it all
Fuck you bitch better run down the hall
Could be that you're lonely, I'm trusting you solely
To sever the moment and hoping you fall (Watch out)
Check-out lane, scatter blood, launching your brain
BOGO deal got a promo reel at a roto, feel that you felt our pain
So back up, back up, make me wanna smack the back up
Explosives and C4 like death repeat for you massive faggot
Acting out some fantasy, tell me you're fucking mad at me
Handing you the bananas while vanishing into Applebees (Bite me)

[Chorus: Whipstick, Mr. 8 Legz]
Funtime Gang, yo we just wanna kill shit
Not these beats or lyrics, I mean literally putting our hands
On you physically and making you fucking feel this
That's all we really wanna do is just kill shit
Wait, hold up, wait! What's up, man?
Is this too typical? Yeah, a little bit
Are we original? Not in the slightest
Might just be the principle
Hey if you a bitch say you're gay
I don't know something- you're gay
Ah, I thought so (Bitch!)

[Interlude: Dubbs, Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Wait, you're just gonna do a song that's like two minutes long?Uh huh
Yo, it's two fucking minutes man, it's catchy
What he said
It's short
Nah that's stupid
I don't give a fuck!

[Verse 3: Dubbs]
Real shit, I'm on some ill shit, I wanna kill shit
Hit you with a pipe until I watch the fuckin' steel split
Your dome, what is the reason that I'm so monstrous
I don't need a reason, I'm doing it 'cause I wanna bitch (Ominous)
All of you novices fucking gobble dicks
Slob on this rod 'til it's obvious that you wanna spit
If you get away, you'll be running off with a hobble, kid
Leave your head floppin' and wobblin' off some bobble shit
I'm the type to keep they motherfuckin' heads ringin'
Stand over the body in the basement while it's dead bleedin'
(9-1-1, what's your emergency?)
Someone's running through the neighborhood carrying something red screaming

[Chorus: Dubbs, Mr. 8 Legz, Whipstick]
Funtime Gang, yo, we just wanna kill shit
Not these beats or lyrics, I mean literally putting our hands
On you physically and making you fucking (Feel this)
That's all we really wanna do is just (Kill shit)
Wait, hold up, wait, am I even in this group?
We don't fucking know! We don't know
Is Whip a nincompoop?
Obviously! Well, that's a given dude
Yo, he's a bitch too don't forget that, I said that earlier
Well least I'm not fucking fat, haha