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Vanity in Insanity (MacHomeless ft. Grim)
- MacHomeless:
- after each of my repetitive rap sessions
- i dabble in my odd obsession of sending people to heaven
- everybody fears the presence of a felon, even their brethren
- my finger nails constantly reek of belly button lint and resin
- i used to be a peasant now i'm a lyrical weapon
- i blew up before i got a chance to grew up
- and even before that i was a screw up
- a kid was chokin til he threw up
- now i'm corrupt and uncut in the cut
- i fuck sluts and right before my penis erupts
- i pull it out her butt and put it in her pussy and cum in it
- then the bitch constructs a kid and so i kill and bury it
- i'm living proof that satan is a synonym for heroin
- i'll put you in a coffin fast if i put you on blast
- you'll see my true power when i wield a full flask
- and after i down my jack i'll make your vision go black
- and i'm not even the stud of the bunch
- matter fact i'm the biggest runt to ever leave my mother's cunt
- hook:
- its more ironic than a sqeamish bolemic
- this shit is taboo, not to be repeated
- we're the type that shouldn't be breeded
- caught with a hatchet creepin
- over you while you're sleepin
- its more ironic than a sqeamish bolemic
- this shit is taboo, not to be repeated
- we're the type that shouldn't be breeded
- caught with a hatchet creepin
- over you while you're sleepin
- Grim:
- Growing up my fantasies were always grim
- Now they are reality where do I begin?
- Way back when, preacher man said thall shall not sin
- no not again, killed him now wearing his skin
- That's how it started, maliciously morbid
- Please you must see I lust to harvest your organs
- Too late for my parents now I'm the lonely orphan
- Start extortin' body parts start right at the heart
- Dark as it is, witness me murder, beautiful art
- Epitome of evil, stabbin your skin with rusty needles
- Torture you til you feel feeble, crying covered in fecal
- Warn the pregnant people, I'm coming for your fetal
- Rip the runt out and squash it like a beetle
- Mutilate your brain, put your head on an easel
- Kill you all today, can't get away ,won't be a sequel
- hook:
- its more ironic than a sqeamish bolemic
- this shit is taboo, not to be repeated
- we're the type that shouldn't be breeded
- caught with a hatchet creepin
- over you while you're sleepin
- its more ironic than a sqeamish bolemic
- this shit is taboo, not to be repeated
- we're the type that shouldn't be breeded
- caught with a hatchet creepin
- over you while you're sleepin
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