Nutville

[Intro] Perhaps at night when you [?], I want to feel the trembling flesh in my hands as I squeeze the life out of the body, as a struggle victim escapes, I was thinking [?] that there must be no mistakes [Verse 1: AA] She said "Stop calling me if you ain't got nothing to say" Stop following me, like I was stuck in the way Duct tape across her face, slamming her down Who the fuck's giving a fuck now? The hatred ain't never gonna stop, forever smoking pot Forever trying to escape, this thing is called reality, self [?] immorality [?] stabbing me, dumbfounding me I built my house on top of an assumption in this world is more tolerable When in a concussion, how many times [?] we're so goddamn cold I'm not just [?] but I could be so bold Double-A the type of MC to fuck you up Straight, rip her in half when I fuck this slut, make no mistakes (Deleted Soulz and C1N1K1LL!) [?] break 'til we break the jaws, crossed her face Deleted Soulz ain't stoppin', bitch, come get a taste Cigarettes lace with toothpaste You ain't barely drinkin' beer unless you drink it in case I want you on this mattress rollin', and yes, these are handcuffs I want you bleeding in the head with this [?] club I want you chokin' on it, I want you dead I want you buried six feet under 20 bullets in your head What's the point of you ain't sayin' what you're thinkin'? 'Cuz saying bullshit'll hit a key across your leg in What's the point of all this bullshit I'm thinkin'? I'm sick of all the bullshit and I'm sick of all the drinking You know the news won't show my tape I'm Double-A, bitch, I make no mistake [Verse 2: Skeet Reez] [Verse 3: C1N1K1LL] Carol Kane has the champagne, then molests her face I only chased the dragon when the cocaines eat their veins As the darkness arches vertebrates in a carcass That's when my conscious mutates the heartless The beast in the cellar [?] Michelle Gellar She cooks all her grudges with Hamburger Helper I'm killing talking madness with the doctor butcher savage After midnight, slut, don't touch the package When hidden bodies appear, don't smell the mattress R.I.P. Gilda Radner, the dead actress Deleted Soulz and Cinik who caseinate up in it We're killing all you slutty rappers in the local clinics For the doorway than the devil we conquer in the cattle Get inducted into terror with the help of Aaron Neville C1N1K1LL! [Verse 4: Casacas] We'll cut the flesh and scrape it precise like [?] in the loss of the life When I pebble your wife, I'll [?] attach your back I slice your neck with the knife, horrorcore rap I'm the [?] type, I'mma prey you and slay you Disintegrate your face before Satan comes and takes you No mistakes, [?] [?] matches, I'll burn your church to turn and reverse [?] motherfucker and tries to lurk Mr. Gambino fucking doggystyle [?] skirt There's no mistakes when take your pussy, tear it up, and burst in the dirt I am death, I am [?] in the flesh Bundy Dollar Richard Ramirez With each step my trace back to [?] of the dead I am sick clearly And there's the reason why you should fear me and that reason be this C1N1K1LL, Nataslive King in the rest of the clip Horrorcore hip-hop, man, we up in this bitch [Verse 5: Nataslive] [?] respite of celestial turning humans to vegetables Incredible home am I might become inseparable Ripping your skull plate with scissors and [?] blades Have sex my lady victims and I dipper [?] soul fate Blood drains when I spit flows and split skulls Chokeslam and [?] big show Get low, cuz the 50 Cal might start ripping out Bloody body parts [?] over your people in the house Sitting in the crime scene cuz I might be The only serial killer, the murderer rhyme scheme [?] the funeral Caskets to me, [?] the beautiful fashion Imagine inanimate dragon stands and patterns of passion Around the little kid and wish they could redeem the fermenting Poisonous plants turn you when your boys in the ash Sharp whistle even throws cut open and slashed Natas [?] testament breaking people skeletons Like Arizona teas with virgin pellets of mescaline Digging birds are C1N1K1LL, Casacas and [?] [?] next week Visions in my sleep [?] around [?] Cuz no one believes me when I say I came out of Hell I'm a venom so most people [?] see me I can escape from straitjackets like a [?] [Outro] You bring the crowns and heads of conquered kings to my city steps! You insult my queen, you threaten my people with slavery and death! Oh, I've chosen my words carefully, Persian Perhaps you should have done the same This is blasphemy! This is madness! This is... Demon Pages Vol. 2 C1N1K1LL, The Deleted Soulz, Casacas and Nataslive... What the fuck... Yo, check it out Tony Mahoney on the beat Word up [?] But have they lived very very long lives? They could not have expected, nor would they have wished to see as much of a man and McCobb as they were to see that day?