BRAIN3AT3R ANTH3M lyrics

[Intro]
Death to the weak
Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha

[Verse 1: NEEDLEGUTS]
[?] cut the spleen
Tell the f*cking dentist I'll drill holes in your teeth
Gripping for the pistol [?] cut the spleen
Tell the f*cking dentist I'll drill holes in your teeth
[?]
Uzi on the f*ckin' left, [?] ah-ah-ah
[?]
Who mixed the cocaine with [propane?], so f*ck 'em up
Bombs on my ribcage explode, I'ma f*ck 'em up
Who mixed the cocaine with [propane?], so f*ck 'em up
Bombs on my ribcage explode, I'ma f*ck 'em up
I don't care if you f*ck with me
Scamming everyone, b*tch, I'm a villain in my city
Miss me again, they miss me again, I know how I bе livin'
All that getting scammed, b*tch, I make monеy while I'm p*ssing

[Verse 2: GOREJIT]
Pull out the blade, leave holes inside of yo sweater
My lungs are black and so is my liver
We pay 10k, get yo' b*tch ass dismembered
Go band for band with us, we'll always be richer
Faggot keeps talkin', we get you killed quicker
Hollows gonna stick to you just like a sticker
I spend way too much on designer
Yeah, she wanna f*ck the gang, we all been inside her
Pull up on them like "Who's gonna die first?"
You don't even know who gon' make a 100k first
[Verse 3: KILLRIDDLE]
(Kill)
I'ma killer b*tch, they never shoulda let me out the ward
In a f*ckin' ditch is where I leave you when I'm f*ckin' bored
Gettin' f*ckin' rich, that's 'cause we're shippin' bodies out the morgue
I'm live on Insta b*tch, watch me blow my brains as a reward
Neck yourself tonight, don't wanna see you alive
I'ma kill you in the end so either way you 'bout to die
Necrotrappin' out the f*cking grave, that's why you better run
I'm trappin' with my cutter through the night until I see the sun
You can hide, but I'ma find you, b*tch, you won't get away
I'ma haunt you in your dreams, that's where I'ma f*ckin' stay
Feel like Jeff The Killer, I enjoy to kill, I went insane
Sneak into your house and murder everyone that's in the place
Got no sympathy for nothing, no empathy for sh*t
Collecting bodies just for nothing, or for the fun of it
I'm insane I think it's funny 'cause they all hate on it
I love gore and I love drugs, and I'm a worthless piece of sh*t

[Verse 4: HXLX]
(Deploying HXLX)
All the bodies that I buried, all the bodies that I tortured
All the bodies that I buried, all the bodies that I tortured (Kill)
All the bodies that I buried, all the bodies that I tortured
If you end up in my basement, you might need some f*cking fortune
Skin the body to the bone and collect the f*cking flesh
I can't wait to eat the carcass, that's new and pretty fresh
And I know it's pretty f*cked
Stab her in the neck, now my f*cking blade got stuck
Put the bones and the tendons in the mothaf*ckin' trash
Put the meat in the freezer and I'm gonna eat the rest
I would love to hear her heart pumpin', from her f*cking chest
But she cannot do that now, she's already f*cking dead
Smash the bones in tiny pieces, eating f*cking skin with livids
I can still remember, sh*t's so motherf*cking vivid
[Verse 5: FROSTTT]
I got way too many bodies, need that body sealed
.357 Magnum, now I'm on BBC
I up 30 bands then do drive-bys in the AMG
Got on live and shot him twice, then I got that PPV
Got blood on my Amiri's, so I put him on TV
Grown men talk on me, sitting in basements with LEDs
You gon' see what is talk, when that Drac' hits you clean
And you know when I'm recording that I'm drenched in that Celine

[Interlude: 1 & 2]
I, uh, come outside, and I see this girl going nuts trying to get out of her house
And you had no indication that there was anything going on?
Not a-not a clue, that that girl, in-in that house, or anybody else was in there against their will

[Verse 6: HAUNTGAT]
[?], out the whip with a [?]
[?]
Butcher man, cut open your brain, [?]
Butcher man, [?]
[?] underneath my [?]
[?], and then you gon feel my pain
Torture him I [?], just to do again
[?], I never heard of them
Separate the organs, [?], who really wants no issues
Look at me you f*cked up [?], better shut the f*ck up
[?]
(This is a Necrosociety exclusive)
[Verse 7: Tsaruicide]
Magazines are stacked up inside my f*cking bag
AR-15, I'm shooting bullets at your f*cking back
Got the bank, counting bullets, now I'm counting racks
[?]
Leave you paralyzed straight from the waist
Leaving you dead in your tracks
Leave you paralyzed straight from the waist
Leaving you dead in your tracks

[Outro]
I live again
We're going to eat your brains