Predator

(Start At 12 Seconds)

 

Yeah, you bitches guessed it right,

I'm that motherfucker who's bustin' your door down in the moonlight.

Breakin' in with a .45, and a mind that doesn't work right.

Better run and hide, and stay out of sight,

From the the masked, mass murderer that stalks its' prey at night.

I was that kid who sat in the back off the class,

Now they say I'm an outcast,

Just 'cuz of my experiences of a dark past.

I'm fuckin' paranoid and ready to put a motherfucker on blast,

But I'm here for one simple task,

Put my problems in a clip, cock it back, and put on this mask.

I'm here to do my job, no questions asked,

So I'm gonna blow your brains out, then take a sip from my flask.

I'm coming back for you bitch, call it a blast from the past.

I'm sick of you peasants, smokin' nothing but resin,

Show you the 'Wesson, and now you start confessin',

Lemme' teach you a lesson, it's anger I'm supressin',

Why need a 'Wesson when my minds' the secret weapon?

I wouldn't necessarily call it mentally ill,

Just because the beat is slow, and the bars are sickly trill,

With a hole I keep diggin' deeper, it's getting harder to fill,

All the hopes and dreams impossible to fulfill.

I hear these voices in my head, and it's giving me the chills,

Pushing blades through the necks of all weak and ill,

I can't feel my hands because of all the pills,

Numbness is the answer, I'm only a pig when it comes to the dollar bills.

Pain is like ecstasy and I've been abusin' it for years,

Muffling the screams and all the tears,

Call me the shepherd because I'm gathering groups and using shears,

Ventriloquist because these dummies are my puppeteers,

Inside a mind of mine, sparks fly and counter-clockwise go the gears.

Bow to no man nor god, my mind is what I fear,

In the darkness is where I leer,

Patiently, painfully, pacing the halls for my patient to appear,

Chloroform makes it an easy career while I'm smearing shit on this bitches' rear.

Spearing you with these chants, call me chief,

Because the blood of the prey is what I feast,

Put em' at ease, it's only your severed ceased spleen I seize,

Police are notified, man-hunt, I hear them shout, "Freeze!".

They say I'm a murderer, dozens of victims in a spree,

Victims of loss and careers are mere prizes, you see,

Death row, no bail, gavel hits three,

Court is dismissed, Deranged will be free,

Hear them hail, "Deranged The Emcee"