by theJFKshow » Apr 25th, '10, 20:10
I remember the first time I dismembered a family member
December I think it was, I was having drinks with my cuz
And I wrapped him, In Christmas lights
Pushed him into the stinkin tub, Cut him up into pieces
Then just when I went to drink his Blood
I thought I outta drink this bath water, That outta be fun
That's when my days of serial murder man slaughter begun"
"You better lick the fuckin plate you ain't wastin it
Put your face in it before I throw you in the basement again
And I ain't givin in you're gonna just sit there in
One fuckin place spin again til next thanksgivin'
And if you still ain't finished then I'll use the same shit again
And when I make spinach dip it'll be placed into shit"
"Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 Xenadrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, 'Baby say hello to my little friend'
Brit f’rget K-Fed let’s cut off the middle man
Forget him or your gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little attention"
"Drop kick the bitch before her second trimester
Perform the home abortion with Dexter
Then I guess I'll dig her fetus out with a wire hanger then digest her"
All of Stay Wide Awake
"I’m fixated on asphyxiating and breakin’ this little chick’s
Neck like a pixie stick
The sick Satan worshippin’, bitches get horse-whippins,
I’m in the back, through the back door, slip in
Through the crack leavin’ the corpse drippin’
The mortician of love, sent from above"
"I’d had enough of the chatter, climb up to the window, look at her
then climb in and slowly shatter her brain matter and batter her
with the bat, a matter of fact that will splatter her
But before I do that, I’ll have a chat to flatter her
Give her two compliments, back-to-back, like Tabatha
I’m your secret admirer, I’m back to ravish ya
So strong is your fight, but your no match for Dracula
Prolonging her plight, as I go back to stabbin’ her
Dismember her limbs, simple as that, cadaver her"
"Dre I'm down here under the ground pick me up
Broken tibias, fibias, yeah fix me up
Sixty sluts, all of them dying from asphyxia
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
Enough oxycontin to send a f*ckin ox to rehab"
How many people you know who can name every serial killer who ever existed in a row?/
Put 'em in chronological order beginning with Jack the Ripper/
Name the time and place from the body the bag the zipper/
Location of the woods where the body was dragged and then dumped/
The trunk that they were stuffed in the model the make the plate/
And which model which lake they found her and how they attacked the victim/
Say which murder weapon was used to do what in which one?/
"You dealin’ with a few true villains
Whose stand inside of the booth truth spillin’
And spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our mouths
Now rewind it"
"Your days are numbered like, pages in, my book of rhymes, got em cookem boy
this crooked mind of mine got em all shook and scared to look in my eyes,
I stole that f-ckin clock, i took the time, and i, came up from behind
and pretty much snuck up and butt f-cked this game up
better be careful when you bring my name up f-ck this fame
that aint what, i came to claim, but the game aint gonna be the same
on the day that i leave it
But I swear one way or another i’ma make these f-ckin haters believe"
"Lets pretend Marshall Mathers never picked up a pen
lets pretend things would have been no diff-er-ent
pretend he procrastinated, had no motivation
pretend he just made excuses that were so paper thin, they could blow way with the wind
marshall you’re never gonna make it makes no sense to play the game
there ain’t no way that you’ll win
pretend he just stayed outside all day and played with his friends
pretend he even had a friend to say was his friend
and it wasn’t time to move and schools weren't changing again
he wasn’t socially awkward and just strange as a kid
he had a father and his mother wasn’t crazy as sh-t"
I think it's safe to say his lyrics are still on point.
