Murderous Ft. RatBag

Yo this bitch so hammered, she might just get nailed

Im not one to advantage, but that's what the god damn plan is

Im not the one to make retarded choices, but like fuck it ill drink the dangerous poison

an makin' more noise than minivan filled cryin' orphans, who were failed abortions

parents with an unknown origins, me i'm ridin' in a car with unknown skeltons

Lets play a game, name a felon, cause I bet i know em

from raping bitches, to dick slaping Jeff Dunham, it's been a slow come up

mom beat in head so I wouldn't develop, now i just lift the double cup up

yellin' fuck ya'll can suck, my left nut to my right one,

 

murderous, you probably never heard of us,

we are backstreet killer, murders,

words twisted wack rappers you be serving us,

human liver and onions, up in the Dungeons

 

murderous, you probably never heard of us,

we are backstreet killer, murders,

 

Im your grandma's favorite rapper, maybe its my anger,

but all I know is that this chick in danger, my behavior comes in multiple flavors,

like my lair, I stack dead bodies of haters in layers, but to be fair

I put infants in arm bars, piss on exquisite cars, got woman hangin' like streamer on handlebar

mom said shoot for the stars, that's why I got 21 clip an 2 ar aim at the red carpet

hit kim Kardashian in the stomach, this rap shit I will run it,

this a fun game I will play, there's nothing I won't say, nothin' I won't do

I just pop the corkscrew on this new worldview, who knew

a kid like me could grow to be as crazy as glue

 

murderous, you probably never heard of us,

we are backstreet killer, murders,

words twisted wack rappers you be serving us,

human liver and onions, up in the Dungeons

 

I don't care if your bitch ass like me

I pull up on weak rappers nightly

Got skeletons in my closet they excite me

Ain't afraid to catch a case bitch come out and fight me

I'm fucking insane you bitches better listen

Or your family will cry when your dead body go missing

I battle for the blood, I aint in it for the winning

how good is them bars when your brains all leaking

Catch me peeping, up through yo window

Ima make a widow out of ya, even kill all of the kids tho

I wanna be a rapper I don't need a hit tho

Just need a couple groupies to give me top till they brains blow

rap like I been playing with cheat codes

Cheat death once or twice but that's just how life goes

Pick up a hunnie then I'm a get her in her night clothes

Find her body in the morning up on the lake shore

 

murderous, you probably never heard of us,

we are backstreet killer, murders,

words twisted wack rappers you be serving us,

human liver and onions, up in the Dungeons