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serial killin - sicktanick lyrics

[intro: sicktanick]
yo, yo, yo

[verse 1: sicktanick]
i’m like a dead corpse comin’ out a lucio fulci movie
i do an invocation and i let the spirits go through me
i like to murder with icepicks, it’s necessity
an object of blasphemy like freddy krueger in your dreams
my favorite serial k!llers include ed gein, albert fish, and that motherf*cker named gacy
and like them i’m leaving bodies mutilated
i’m like gg allin and i’m hated in the nation

[verse 2: two clipz]
i stomp my foot, body hunter make it thunder
and just in case you don’t know i’m one of the seven wonders
i spit some of the coldest lines in this rap game
not doin’ hip*hop sh*t, man, it all sounds the same
you’ll never catch me rappin’ about all the chains that i got
the money or the cars, man, i’d rather hear the gun pop
i’d rather talk about dead bodies, f*ck it, been that real
every line that i bust, it’s a cap that i peel

[verse 3]
possessed soldier and i’m bleedin’ from the grave
i pitch live hand grenades in the middle of your rave
no soul to save, the devil’s slave
don’t talk sh*t unless you wanna get brave
sniper thirteen, the skr trigger man
got the grunts with the war talk clan
machete in hand, i k!ll all that i can
i dominate the battlefield to no man’s land
[verse 4]
one bullet at a time i just caught you in the mind
done snipe a motherf*cker you can never find
my lyrics boom, artillery strikes
serial k!llin’ soldier ’til the day i die
war torn grunts, masters of death
i won’t stop k!llin’ ’til no one’s left
with sniper 13, i’m never alone
these fields of war we call our home

[verse 5: razakel]
i slither among your existence with no concept of emotion
seeing your blood spill is my one devotion
it’s a fuel to my fire and a will to my way
and i must k!ll my prey until night turns to day
i engage in self*inflicted pain and then i plan your death
another life taken in cold blood, the wicked get no rest
so say your prayers, pray to someone who doesn’t care
got the mind of a k!lla so i’m mentally impaired

[verse 6]
i am dark dreams, wicked screams
the shadows in the dark, yo, that’s all just me
my horrors are unstoppable, yo, i’m stoppin’ all
death comes from me in ways that’s unbearable
i pull out the nine, i flash you one more time
the life you call yours now becomes mine
some call me a psycho but that’s all right though
i slowly grab your throat and stab you in the temple
[verse 7]
i’m gonna light a cigarette and soak you in gasoline
lookin’ as i send you to his infernal majesty
while you burnin’ and squirmin’ you be wishin’ you didn’t f*ck with me
and now that you’re dead no one mourns for your tragedy
the way you started, you a f*ckin’ dog to me
so i followed you home and watched you greet your family
broke into your house, tied you up
covered your mouth, gutted you out
now you’re f*ckin’ sinkin’ deep, deep in the ground

[verse 8]
this is a grand declaration of a thing we call war
i’m a maniac, i’m spittin’ poison, verses iller than before
possessed by the devil and he does these wicked things
and nothing’s ever gonna stop the wicked sh*t that i bring
so in my family i’m gonna keep my rhyme ferocious
and when it hits your mind you know that you overdoses
505 is the code for death
where people take their last breaths and people follow to the left
and we march like we’re ready for death
and know we’re always gonna rep so just let my wicked rhymes infect
your mind this time and see the devil sign across the line
to the realm of the evil one to see what you will find

[outro]
yo! this be tha soulless one! thank you for bumping this sh*t! that 505 wicked sh*t! i wanna send some shoutouts! my n*gga zodiak! tell me motherf*cker where you at! my homegirl thrilla! my n*gga rellik! body hunter! war torn! cross! and the street team! and the street team! all my dead girls! k!llers, sinners and disciples! whether you on set tell me whether you on set! joe hernandez! much love! dead world syndicate records!

- sicktanick lyrics

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