Twisted Incisions

• Written by 

verse 1 (start 25 secs)
im fuckin sick of all this shit its rappin with a twist
i kill for a joke everything else gets me pissed
ive been different ever since the day i came in to this world
and ive been burned beat backstabbed all in discreet
never found any happiness of any thing to laugh i guess
untill i discovered murder that shit is the best
but i turn up and take you your a pawn im a rook
take a look at what i am
 
(speeds up 45 secs)
im different
ill stab you in sync and with repitition
so look and listen ill cut your eyes out your head
your dead take a knife out my pocket and fuck you in the socket
take a glock cock it what difference does it make your dead
bled out and fucked up inside and out
disjoined limbs heroin through a syringe
did you know a body can still flinch an hour after it is skinned
bulimia binge bin laden hidin out in india cringe
throwin up bombs like that bitch got gonorrhea
pubic hair thats trimmed juggling skills
like jeremy lynch except im juggling knives playin with life
how nice look at you what you spit aint stabilized
look how your publicized and criticized well to be precice
ill take a concice knife fuck it ill take a motherfuckin sword
splice you into tiny pieces like meat but when its veins are slit
fuck you youre a dick i dont give a shit
 
Verse 2 (starts 1;30)
now im back to doin drugs actin like a thug
M&Ms mixed with crack i just dont give a fuck
green weed clean lean and coedine
you better fuckin run cunt im burnin you with this blunt
 
(speed up 1 min 40)
not onece twice but thrice i told you i aint nice
now your the sacrafice ill take a blade shave your head
kill the lice ill slit your neck ill squash your brain
till the vain collapses and the blood spills on the fuckin matress
i told you the body flinches spazzin like a spastic
neighbours bangin at my door
(OLD LADY VOICE)
turn down that racket
hit you with a baseball bat
ill dump you in the lake where all the fishes at
oh wait my bad
theres the sharks and your the snack
psst look over there how much did you say
your mum weighs shes wack no wonder
shes overweight like kim k their heavyweights
ill be knockin you the fuck out like im a boxer
ill beat your mum in the ring and fling er fat ass
over all three fuckin strings
no strings attached coz shes fat
and even if there was i dont give a shat
or a cats ass 9 lives and then you die
how the fuck could i kill you so many times in one night
tread on your grave laugh at your pain
its a laughable game a lovely picture for a frame
ill dump you in the lake
fuck a hook ill feed the fish
with your rotting flesh
good night god bless
fuck you illleave you in a bloody mess
 
Verse3(2:35)
now im back in the cop shop breakin out again
must be all the meth gettin to my head
should of listened to my mum not the devils whispers
i dont give a shit im the sinnin figure lurkin just to kill ya
 
 
speed up (2:45)
im twisting incisions in your lower region
snap you spinal cord if you think ill spare you
must be fuckin dreamin
even camilla knows that i aint kiddin
metaphorically of course i wouldnt kill a horse
or would i i could sell it to burger king for fraud
or more than north Korea makes its nukes for
this is war oh shit i dropped you heart on the floor
all this guts and gore i just want more
to explore your blood and hide drugs in your lungs
unravel your intestine , cut it up disect it
shove it up your rectum watch it ressurect through your anus
and stich your stomach shut to rip it back open for fun
ill nick wallet your phone and your name
slit your vain and drain the blood away
see im sophisticated i make more kills than saddam huasain did
except im not a racist for all i care you could
be any colour from the rainbow
youll still be black and blue when im done with you
when im through with you wont have anything left
apart from the cut from your left leg to your chest
now your dead ill ill cut your heart into shreds
and make another threat smash your head
and snap your motherfuckin neck
 
outro(3;40)
now youve seen what i do
get the fuck out my way and move
your time is up your out of luck
ill sneak behind and stab your neck
now your dead you cant repent
youve been hushed its permanent

Feedback & Comments

Attached media not accessible.

The owner took it down or changed the settings to private.

--:--

About the Artist

HarryWeintroub
Member since August 6 2014

View the Blueprint (B)


Cookin' something up, just wait a sec...