Cease the peace when C's in question

Squeeze the piece in each direction

Leave a beat deceased in seconds

Believe my speech is lethal weapon

Fuck police, see LP for reference

Afterbirth my favorite beverage

Slice your wrist and squeeze a lemon

The way a legend speak will take you off yo' feet

So pick a seat, I got Ed Gein's collection

Blunts, I need at least 11

Get obscene when I heat the resin

Breathe on C, my noose will leave you breathless

C extreme take evil measures

Got medieval torture methods

I'm your Queens illegal fetish

Beat my meat knee deep in feces

She get DP in my teepee

You get drawn on, bitch graffiti

Mister never sign a treaty

Fuck your white flag, no survivors

Sorry Smokey, I brought the fire

Middle finger fuck your eyelids

Drive some pliers through your iris

Since ya don't fuck with the vision

I'm the kage of this village

Sirens blarin' in the distance

Killed eight men and left no witness

Can't escape the kiss of death

A villain writes with poison pens

Got groupies suckin' death, no cigarette

I'm sippin' RigJuice for my intellect

It's fuck a coast, Midwest the set

Leave a trail of chalk line silhouettes

Manifest some malintent and

Suffer sudden death with Neptune

Take a swim in them cement shoes

Broken heart, it's just a flesh wound

I been sippin' out a test tube

Walk up in your parents crib like, "What the fuck you cooking, ma?"

My hand up in her cookie jar

Her pussy look like wookie paw

Shave it off then slay it raw

Bitch, I don't play at all

A real rap deity, you **** stuck with rookie marks

Sever several spinal cords at my accord

My final form is something rivals strivin' for

I abhor the crime of lyin', that's a lie my kind of sport

Mayan rippin' hymen when she climb aboard my giant sword

Hit it with the force of an asteroid that killed the dinosaurs

Now the whore is crying

"Mylan, my vagina sore and why'd you cum inside me?

This is not what I had signed up for"

"Shut up bitch, there's the door

But if a baby start growin', just know we gonna get abortion"

She be suckin' on my foreskin in the Porsche

While I be forkin' down enormous portions of forest

Please, homie, hold your horses, I'm in orbit, mind is horridly morbid

I'm gettin' high off agent orange, I get endorphins when my knives explore your organs

Cops will never find the corpses

I got more pot than a florist

Keep a bag like I'm a tourist

Got a tool like I'm a swordsmith

Step inside a morgue, my sword get stiff, no rigor mortis

You aspire for messiah but I am yo' fucking lordship

My bank account gon' flourish while yours is looking malnourished

I'm pipin' down yo' mother while yo' bitch-ass dad record it

I'm bringin' the apocalypse, don't care about the horsemen

But this spic gotta dip like I'm gettin' fucking deported