Maniac Psycho lyrics

[Chorus]
Watch me bash this beat like a skull
Why do you riff with me? The maniac psycho
Bash this beat like a skull, why do you riff with me?
The maniac psycho, bash this

[Verse 1: MC Bushpig]
I'm a maniac psycho c*nt
Blasting brains into pieces, c*nt, I don't give a f*ck
Nothing in this dumb reality is more addictive
Than the violent means of its destruction being depicted (in lyrics)
Vomit curses of apocalyptic wisdom
Out the ass that I carve from the hearts of my victims
Demonic scriptures, cutting my di*k with scissors
Wizard of gizzards bringing erotic death by multiple incisions
Killing ya slowly fingering jizm stained innards
Ya phallus slit, I turn it into a clitoris
Sutured and stitched, I use it for a pit to sh*t in
Surgical robotics transverse vaginal septum
Cervical digenesis dissolving the meat off ya rectum
The vomit war's endless, but I need to take a dump
You look hotter, now you're headless so I can c*m in ya mouth while I sh*t in ya c*nt
Dismembered sl*t, make you drown in the jizm that's filling you up

[Verse 2: Dollrot]
Raw adipose and bacterial gasses pass
Evacuate half digested mess out of your arse
Salivate at the thought of your salted flavor
You're on the menu, chopped and diced, served in cheap containers
Marinade slimy strips of sloppy entrails
Find slivers of carved soft tissue under your nails
A rare, chronic, infectious condition
Frantic, rabid, soma mutation
Death-lust lavish scorching sensation
Plastic parts, blood-rushing elation
Sprouting pulsating throbbing dripping di*k-surprise
Veins pumping with toxins, swallow with opened eyes
Gag on the throat invading, tentacle raping beast parts
Suddenly morphing c*nts emerge with discharge like meat scented sl*ts
Stitches piercing holes concoction of messy liquids drip
Identity a live mutant sex doll, a slave to strip
A hussy empty plastic extracting the dollars
Slip it in the garter, let me excite you for a fiver
Dead eyes, vacuous laughter, distraction everlasting
Doll parts displayed like foul meat, tied with string
Close to cold death, only difference that it's sweating
Slight tone of disdain, subtle whispers condescending
Unbeknownst to the inner thigh trap, dribble regret
I feel your filthy digits penetrate without consent
Prevent your breath, throat gripped and held with disrespect
Memories mesmerize while your life I disconnect
[Verse 3: MC sh*tman]
I wanna slice off the top of ya head and pack my constipated crap in it
But I got no reason for this 'cos ya brains already full of ya sh*t
Ectoplasmic worm feeding on ya heart, their faeces control ya mind
Your path no longer yours you'll find, you're lead by the sh*t I shat behind
Faecal servants keep breeding in ya skull while I suckle ya spirits from the sphincter vortex
Using ya nailer tombing rotting realm where ya as*h*les make perfect gore sex
Drowned in pounded manifested flesh where sh*t is the only food we eat
Lubed forever in rotten mesh, I chain you to ya f*cking meat
Parasites living forever inside, keeping you alive but dead
When ya stuffed with sh*t, like all the sh*t you ever said
I'll slice you up with ecstatic glee, served with the dribble I collected
While you spew your thoughts to me, delightful platters of sh*t meat dissected

[Chorus]
Beat like a skull, why do you riff with me?
The maniac psycho, bash this beat like a skull
Why do you riff with me? The maniac psycho
Bash this beat like a skull