Dickface

I got a cast iron stomach, you can drink from my six pack

But when I diss track lone wolves all I get is a bitch slap

So cry wolf before you quit rap, I know you're that scrub

The dumb mother fuck trying to make toast in a bathtub

I'm down to my last buck ain't that tough

But I ain't got 5 on shit, cos I know you don't pass much

Meet hell's cubs, give a full twelve fucks

I'm the type to support the devil cos no one else does

The populace feeds me oranges and weed leaves

I write with blood of foes to sign the coroner's treaty

Demons contacted me through ominous Ouijis

Read how we bombed Mao Zedong on communist weekly

I'm employed as Satan's sole worker my whole nurture

Bunch of lies so I fund a life under skies with no purpose

Your souls worthless and clueless, only here to boost us

SNUB hates you so Lucifer'll butt rape you lubeless

 

I choke all lords through their vocal chords to cope with wards

All I need is dope and swords to win these hopeless wars

I don't tour on the bitches cos they're carrying zoonosis spores

Trying fuck me, but please... That's why I hold this fork

 

All these accident anarchists can't count with an abacus

Claim you're a star when you ain't even an asterisk

Follow blindly as if this were a massive fist

Eat up your shit like you were ravenous for laxatives

I'm having it with Baphomet all I do is damage shit

But Lucifer ain't bad, it's catholic books ain't accurate

I spit magic gold bars through satanic soul jars

Making havoc can you manage the whole class while I smoke grass

I choke all lords through their vocal chords to cope with wards

All I need is dope and swords to win these hopeless wars

I'm one of the usurperous don't think of hurting us

I'm three times a G's mind I may as we'll be Cerberus

The asinine mastermind that's F B I classified

Because I made the pastor blind standardised the afterlife

The Russian bred capitalist seen nothing yet

Shoulders are stumps where I had three fucking heads

 

I choke all lords through their vocal chords to cope with wards

All I need is dope and swords to win these hopeless wars

I don't tour on the bitches cos they're carrying zoonosis spores

Trying fuck me, but please... That's why I hold this fork