Abortion! lyrics

Cease the peace when C's in question
Squeeze the piece in each direction
Leave a beat deceased in seconds
Believe my speech is lethal weapon
f*ck police see LP for reference
Afterbirth my favorite beverage
Slice you wrist and squeeze a lemon
The way a legend speak will take you off yo feet so
Pick a seat I got ed geins collection
Blunts I need atleast eleven
Get obscene when I heat the resin
Breathe on c my noose will leave you breathless
C extreme take evil measures
Got medieval torture methods
Im your queen’s illegal fetish
Beat my meat knee deep in feces
She get dp in my teepee
You get drawn on, b*tch graffiti
Mister never sign a treaty
f*ck your white flag no survivors
Sorry smokey I brought the fire
Middle finger f*ck your eyelids
Drive screwdrivers through your iris
Since ya don't f*ck with the vision
Im the kage of this village
Sirens blarrin in the distance
Killed 8 men and left no witness
Can't escape the kiss of death
A villain writes with poison pens
Got groupies sucking death no cigarette
Im sippin RigJuice for my intellect
Its f*ck a coast Midwest the set
Leave a trail of chalk line silhouettes
Manifest some mal intent and
Suffer sudden death with Neptune
Take a swim in them cement shoes
Broken heart its just a flesh wound
I been sippin out a test tube
Walk up in your parents crib like what the f*ck you cooking ma
My hand up in your cookie jar, her pus*y look like wookie paw
Shave it off then slay it raw b*tch I don’t play at all
A real rap deity you n*ggas stuck with rookie marks
Sever several spinal cords at my accord
My final form is something rivals striving for
I abhor the crime of lying that's a lie my kind of sport
Mayan ripping hymen when she climb aboard my giant sword
Hit it with the force of a asteroid that killed the dinosaurs
Now the whore is crying “Mylan my vagina sore
And whyd you c*m inside me this is not what I had signed up for”
Shut up b*tch theres the door
But if a baby stats growing just know get gonna get abortions
She be sucking on my foreskin in the porche while I be forkin down enormous portions
Of forest please homie hold your horses im in orbit mind is horridly morbid
Im getting high off agent orange i get endorphins when my knives explore your organs cops will never find the corpses I got more pot than a flourist
Keep a bag like im a tourist got a tool like im a sword smith
Step inside a morgue my sword get stiff no rigor mortis
You aspire for messiah but I am ya f*cking lordship
My bank account gone flourish but yours be looking malnourhsined
Im piping down ya mother while ya b*tch ass dad record it
Im bringing the apocalypse don't care about the horsemen
But this spic gotta dip like im getting f*cking deported