the_patriot_smack said

warlock will be more successful   

All she gotta do is yell all nasely like, start off with "Yeah, warlock", and its an instant gem.

Thread said

♫ Let’s kill your dad... ♫ 

FemiNazi Remix:

YouTube Video When Your Mom Is A Feminist

the_patriot_smack said

warlock will be more successful   

Along with rap I do black metal and hardcore punk, I don't even know what successful means. 

Iris The Tranny juggalette said

Yup, that's why I do vocals in general.   

warlock will be more successful 

randy gall said
man you sound angry as hell  

Yup, that's why I do vocals in general. 

MurderMarathon said
Not gonna lie, this is fuckin fresh!  

Oh thanks lol.

Reading this again was a trip lmao, I had literally forgotten I used to go by The Withered. 

I kinda cringe a lot of my old lyrics most of the time, I guess this one's not that bad though lol. 

I'd probably rework that hook, also some of this really does not rhyme, I actually don't dislike slant rhyming, but some of these are pushing it. 

Anyways. 

Still thanks for real, I appreciate it.

the_patriot_smack said
somebody got daddy issues 

it explains a lot it really does

try and kill my father and I will drop you

so Iris just seek therapy if you want to kill your father

it's very unhealthy for you

god bless   

My dad is chill, this was inspired by an ex's dad if I remember correctly.

Can't remember which but it could have been literally any of them (Any serious relationship I've been in anyways).

But, go off I guess. 

it explains a lot it really does

try and kill my father and I will drop you

so Iris just seek therapy if you want to kill your father

it's very unhealthy for you

god bless 

Song by Iris the Withered

Opening:

(Imposing male voice) Where the fuck were you

It’s way past your curfew

Come here you disrespectful shit

I’m gonna teach you, a, wait what the fuck (2 gunshots)

1st verse:

Hi, come in

How have you been

I see your black eye’s healed

And that tooth is finally growing in

How’s your family

Or should I say rather

How the abusive drunk mother fucking coward

That little bitch that keeps fucking ya up

Have the police finally caught him or are we still outta luck

Cps fucking left so now your fucking stuck

I know right now things are seeming empty and blue

But you got something that you didn’t know would save you (what)

ME BITCH

The administer of vengeance

The names Iris the wither

Do I have your attention

Death, decay those are my trademarks

But we gon end the day with some mother fucking bright sparks

HAHAHA

I got a plan cookin up

In the back of my truck

Old west street justice

Das what’s up

So if ya want that man to die

just shake my hand

And what you will find

Is a corpse

Withered decayed and broken down

Eye carved out, cause I love the sound

That it makes

When I tear it from his face

Every sign of his soul is completely erased

So shake my hand boy

What? don’t ya have the guts

Just fuck what you’ve known and go TOTALLY NUTS

LET’S GO

Chorus:

(tempo change)

GOING FUCKING MAD
WHILE YOU STABBING UP YOUR DAD

BURN SHIT
KILL SHIT
LIKE YA NEVER EVER HAD
MUSTA DONE IT 30 TIMES LAST NIGHT IN YOUR HEAD

EVERYTHING IS SHIFTING ITS ALL TURNING RED

BY THE END OF THE NIGHT THAT MOTHER FUCKER WILL BE DEAD

AND REMEMBER WHAT WE’VE SAID

NO TURNING BACK
AND NO REMORSE
NO MOTHER FUCKING PITY FOR HIS COLD DEAD CORPSE

2nd verse

(tempo goes back to what it was before)

Driving to your house with a forty in the back seat

Plus an m19

With some bullets layin at my feet

Pull up in the driveway

Hatchet in hand

Time to make him pay

Time to execute the plan

Okay, look

Just get me in the house

And then get your brothers out

wouldn’t want em to see

Then I’d have to off them as well

I watch you open the door, as the excitement overwhelms

We both hear a shout

“Why the fuck were out!”

Chorus:

(tempo change)

GOING FUCKING MAD
WHILE YOU STABBING UP YOUR DAD

BURN SHIT
KILL SHIT
LIKE YA NEVER EVER HAD
MUSTA DONE IT 30 TIMES LAST NIGHT IN YOUR HEAD

EVERYTHING IS SHIFTING ITS ALL TURNING RED

BY THE END OF THE NIGHT THAT MOTHER FUCKER WILL BE DEAD

AND REMEMBER WHAT WE’VE SAID

NO TURNING BACK
AND NO REMORSE
NO MOTHER FUCKING PITY FOR HIS COLD DEAD CORPSE

Verse 4:

My blood boils over

I run into your house with my gun and my cleaver

He’s going for his rifle

I shoot him in this knee

His movement is stifled

And yet I still need

For you to strike the other leg

Bloodline betrayed

Kill the mother fucker who messed with your brain

you pull out the 40, and blow off his hand

I stuck the cleaver in his back

And stuffed his face with sand

Lined him up against the wall

And took a step back

Looked at him like a doll

It’s the final attack

Time to watch the fucker fall

Thats when we blow him away

Bullet hell is the way

Death by firing squad is the sentence we gave

Pull some holes in your wall

While I’m laughing my ass off

He’s still tryna crawl

So I blow his head up

Euphoria rushes through my every bone

Killing that prick’s got me in the zone

So lets kill some motherfuckers, before I head home

Spot your mom coming in, with a bottle of gin

Stabbed her up with my hatchet and cut her limb from limb

Payin for dey sins

We leaving them in tins

guess das where this ends

Enough said

Call me up, if ya ever need a little bitch dead

Off with they heads

Tie em to a bed

Setting off flames

And inflicting dread

Abusers, losers, we cut em all up

Fuck off if ya got a problem, cause das what’s up

WHAT!!!

(abrupt sound cutting out)