How long before rigor mortis sets in?

When the soul leaves the body, it's time to begin

Only flesh and bone, I embalm the bodies inside of my home

Though it seems I can't win, I feel at home with my victims I picked

Only place they are known is in my backyard on a tombstone

Now you on the cold table (cold table), I'm the one that pulled a blade and made your life fatal (Fatal)

It's not an accident that you're here at this crib

Cut into your abdomen, rip out some of your ribs (Ah!)

I'm soakin' them in fluid, the voices darin' me to do it (Do it)

Demonic possession takes over this druid (Yeah)

But I ain't fightin' it, I love how it feels

But I love more how embalming feels (Yah!)

Hug your skin, rejuvenation (-tion), I'm willing to kill anyone in the nation

I got bitches from different states who all met the same fate

Mama fuckin' hated me but I turned out great (Turned out great)

I guess I could be the one that gets the last laugh (Ah!)

You picked the wrong one, you dealin' with a psychopath (Yeah)

But I got all these bitches around me, now I'm happy (Yeah)

Who cares if they dead? They can still call me Papi

How long before rigor mortis sets in?

When the soul leaves the body, it's time to begin

Only flesh and bone, I embalm the bodies inside of my home

Though it seems I can't win, I feel at home with my victims I picked

Only place they are known is in my backyard on a tombstone

Stand around my house, ass naked, 'bout to pass out (Pass out)

Inhalin' fumes, bumpin' music in the background (Background)

Little bitch on my dick, I blew her back out (Back out)

Cerberus be the clique or you crash out (Ah ooh!)

Simple bitch, I keep a clip for every pistol on me (Pistol on me)

Sometimes I catch a trip when I be feelin' lonely (Feelin' lonely)

I embalm 'em all 'cause we was never really homies (Nah, fuck it)

And this way, I keep 'em with me, stop 'em actin' funny (Ayy yuh!)

Playboy Bunny for my bitch now, beam on the clique now, always on my shit now, bitch how?

I didn't think I would make it to twenty-five

So every day that I'm livin' I'ma make a pussy die (I'ma make a pussy die)

Throw your shit up in the sky, little bitch (Sky, little bitch)

Let it ride, little bitch (ride), really be about your shit (Ayy, be about your shit)

I be really down to die, little bitch (Ayy yuh!)

Got too many on the other side for me to give a shit (Ayy! Ah ooh!)

How long before rigor mortis sets in?

When the soul leaves the body, it's time to begin

Only flesh and bone, I embalm the bodies inside of my home

Though it seems I can't win, I feel at home with my victims I picked

Only place they are known is in my backyard on a tombstone

Hollow them out, hollow them out, hollow them out from the inside out

Hollow them out, hollow them out, hollow them out from the inside out

Hollow them out, hollow them out, hollow them out from the inside out

Hollow them out, hollow them out, hollow them out from the inside out