9:54 pm
April 3, 2012
Psycho Maestro. Straight-Up VooDoo.
Here's my lyrics and a highlighter, ya rhyme biter/
my line's flyer, you might be a sky writer,.../
but I'm higher, expire in fire, die squire/
cause I'm cire, flip it backwards, thats my title/
Wicked pastor with my bible, spittin faster than my rifle/
Sickest bastard, leave signs vital, my spittin' factor is high rivaled/
You little fags are swine, I go,.... take you to the butcher shop/
Cut off your feet, for meat to eat, taste you, baste you, then I cook your bod/
What a treat, for me, to see your face,fool, ...as it took it off/
Put it on, then I took your mom, raped her, staked her, now this crook is gone/
Off for another killing spree, will it be, his sickest scene?/
In your fricking dreams! I be ripping teens, like a fat kid, laughin, splittin seams/
I'm under your mattress, bastids, nappin', challenge me?your gaspin'/
I'm a dragon, savage and ravenous, spittin' fire, don't battle this,/
Cause I'll grab a clip and blast for kicks,snatch your trick and slap a bitch/
Got black magic spit for your whack faggot cliques/
You'll get your asses kicked, if you rap back at this/
Have fun trying to top that ninjas.
I'm a wicked wiccan wizard, So cold, I spit a friggin blizzard, licking bitches quick as lizards.
12:57 am
March 31, 2012
3:21 pm
April 3, 2012
8:18 pm
April 10, 2012
I'm going hard for the UK, with a grin on my face/
Not many brits about so thought I'd give you a taste/
No faygo round here, yet to try a bottle let alone a case/
No psychopathic shit feel like im the last of my race/
Because my style is shifty like an undercover gavver/
I will step on your bars just like a ladder/
Piss yourself you must have a weak bladder/
Everybody knows that my flows badder/
Bring monsters like resident evil/
Step on the mic cos my lyrics are lethal/
lethal just like weapon/
Cos a flick knife in my pocket so what you rekon?/
I'll just laugh at you because you think your major/
And then leave you screaming like a girl in labour/
Hmm, no, I didn't think so, why you going on like your a pro?/
When the only time that your gunna blow, is when you got my dick in the back of your throat/
3:33 pm
March 31, 2012
11:31 pm
Everybody nowdays has a rhyme to spit
And they drop that verse makin it legit
Even though they know there shit is whack
When met with a battle they struggle to fight back.
Now its my turn to burn and make your head turn
When I spit shit I make other fools learn
It's not what I say that matters right now
It's when I start killin how the Fuck u gettin out
I said fuck the bouncers when I came in the club
Non of these hoes will show me no love
Ain't a single one of u that's worthy of life
So after the drinks go down were gonna fight
I stood in front of the door with an MP5
Shotgun on my back for fools that get by
A twelve inch blade to finish off any stragglers
The cops won't even come inside they can't handle it.
Ima get shot dead when I open the door
Do I try to leave or join the dead on the floor
While the pigs look around I try to crawl outside
I dropped a grenade and ran away into the night.
Sick of typing on the android
2:58 am
I'm a bipolar, autistic, knife holding, all vicious,/
life loathing, god rippin', Christ choking, dark spittin',/
night roaming, goth kid with a mind blowing rotten sickness./
Side show freak lost in this dry broken raw vision/
of politicians and rapists. Appalling Christians and racists./
All is stricken with hatred. Hearts are gripped in it's pavement./
Laws restrict and then break us. Cops belligerently cage us./
God has whipped and enslaved us and all say religion will save us?/
I am not a believer of god the deceiver./
A facade of a leader that's as awful as Bieber./
No rotten old preachers, the dishonesty of speakers/
that are abolishing thinkers. They want us to get weaker!/
Who will save our tails as we noose this nations health?/
Ruthless ways excel as the stupid slave for wealth./
In a loop that paves our trails, our futures straight to hell./
Lucem's page has fell, now illuminate your self/
- Lucifer Lucem Ferre the light bearer.
2:48 pm
August 30, 2012
You think you know the devil?
Watch as I bend your spine backward
you'd rather face hell then a beast like me
ill show you real terror gripping and clutching your heart
Ill show you were nightmares come from
Ain't nothing to a demon swallowing souls
From those I have vanquished
You can feel my terror gripping you
Beating you into submission
I stand over your corpse laughing like a loon
Watch me destroy the loves of your live
I thrive off pain and misery
you think I give a fuck about you
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