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Your F****n' Head Split

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Your F****n' Head Split wurde am 1. Januar 1999 von Psycho+Logical-Records als Teil des Albums Your F****n' Head Split / Rugged Shit - EP veröffentlicht

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[Verse 1]

Yo, yeah, uh

Now this the shit right here

Yeah, this make me wanna kill somebody

Turn this shit up

Real fucking loud

[Verse 2]

Drinking the bile out your pancreas

The fanciest, cancerous talking lyricist

Pack a shank on the hip, you're a skanky bitch

Slit your wrist, clitoris if you're inhibited

I'll piss in your syphilis incubus, Mr. Death

Doctor Demise, Surgeon Slice

You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life

You're whack if you don't appreciate knives

The way a knife slices precise

He's trife, it's a demonic device

The chronic you light, inhale for those in jail

To those that beef, get impaled and buried in snails

My brain's charred like burnt flesh is scarred

Ripping your breast apart, digest your heart

Die

[Verse 3]

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

Don't you know that my shit's too sick?

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

You might get your whole fucking head split

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

Yo, you know my shit's too sick

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

You might get your whole fucking head split

[Verse 4]

Terrorize your whole clique, make you suck on your own tits

I spit the cancer our, grab a Glock, call me Sir Manson-a-Lot

Blow your brains on the seats, varicose veins on the streets

Cocaine dust and weed, kill you slowly, it's a must you bleed

Pop a vein in your skull for the stress, feeling numb in your chest

Anxiety attack, murder you with a variety

An axe, a MAC, a blackjack or bad crack

Right upside your fucking head for talking shit about this kid

You bled sadistic and red, my biscuit pumps lead

Cock it, obnoxious, get chopped up in boxes

I'm toxic, my topics are gothic

Morbidity, you can't get rid of me

The reason this humidity is shit to me

So kill yourself and write a note

Right before the noose wraps tight around your throat

Your windpipe is choked

New York is filled with transvestites in coats

Helpless wenches controlled and sacrificing goats

It's death for these second street derelicts

Repping it, selling shit malevolent

Mere felons kid, I got three in the fam

Me and my man will beat you with hands

Leave you beneath the sand

You're sinking quickly, I'm thinking I'm sickly

I need medication, the cadavers are getting stinky

[Verse 5]

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

Don't you know my shit's too sick?

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

You might get your whole fucking head split

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

Yo, you know my shit's too sick

Kid, you know you can't fuck with this

Might get your whole fucking head split

[Verse 6]

Fucking head split

Fucking head split

Fucking head split

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