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Ayo, DJ Red, turn the motherfucking beat up

Hello Juggalos, my name is King Gordy Cobain the Dead

Juggalettes, I am the king of horrorcore (Hahahahaha)

And welcome to my mixtape (Hahahahaha)

Pass me that blunt

Yo, it will take me approximately twenty minutes to kick the senses

But when I'm finished, millions will die in an instant

Existence has ended from those kids to that bitch you chill with

Their ribs ripped out of their skin is getting in tits

The scent is sick, quick bitch get an incense

Sick shit I live this, I've been to prison

I live with mental disfigure their women

So you won't think to sleep with them

They say they mentally gifted but to me they just have a mental illness

Screaming lord forgive them saving their inner spirits

The Devil makes an interference

Now they're fighting each other, there's lightning and thunder, can't you hear it?

It appears that his brain is damaged on some severe shit

Takes a blade and stabs his dick, said he pierced it

A cage of animals man, see what I have to deal with

My face is flammable, when I spit you hear it searing

Tongue explodes, lips melting, I am the illest

Gorillas, inhale it, can't you feel it

You fear him, you pretend to be one of his children

You have eaten fruit which was forbidden

Please listen, suicide is senseless when you're lying stiff

And your wife is getting her insides filled with dick

King Gordy Cobain the Dead!

DJ Red, welcome to my mixtape!

I am the king of horrorcore!