Mic of 1000 Corpses (prod. Undefined)

Duration

3:40

Genres

Rap/Gangsta Rap

Description

Lyrics

C) Beat ya brains in till ya thoughtless/ it’s the mic of 1000 corpses/ Ill kill you with all this rawness/ around me you must be cautious/ Im a mastermind how my axe divides you rappers lives/ cause Ill defy why ya alive, evil is my pure design/ you’re sure to find their core incised, lookin like a war inside/ push the gore aside through ya boring eyes with my forcing knives/ Rap, was all killed by losers/ I intend to bring it back like Pac on a plane from Cuba/ Im crucially descriptive and beautifully Im twisted/ I’ve been dutifully conscripted but Im brutally sadistic/ I kill lawyers and call slaughters my paranoia/ I cause slaughters then call lawyers in any order/ bitches into voyeur, Im on the schizophrenic border/ the darkest spittin hardest rhythm narcissistic spoiler/ just know who’s vile with that old school file/ new school flow with the 94-02 style/ nothing better yo flow technical so incredible/ and goin H.A.M. to me? That just makes you edible/ C) A disaster waitin, your death comes with my aggravation/ and my flows hear more congratulations than a graduation/ cold and Im sicker, get consoled just by liquor, ya girl moans cause Im bigger/ owes me a figure, break the bone of your finger, they call me the microphone ripper/ never fold like a stripper, no control when I dick her, the holes exactly where Im gonna lick her/ the bones what I give her, she feels it below in her liver then her domes getting splintered/ Make ya eat a colostomy, sodomy when I drop the beat/ the radio is not for me cause its full of mediocrity/ My knife in ya spine makes your world end quicker/ than bein discovered in bed fuckin with ya girlfriends sister/ spillin a little bit killin shit for infinite/ and Im still not an innocent my illest spits so militant/ What I spit is not simple, no such thing as an obstacle/ impale you with a plank and make you a popsicle/ porn is my weakness so Im wrong and indecent/ and I stack up more bodies than Long Island beaches/ C) Desecration demonstration of decimation, devastation/ your destination is deformation, you rappers are defecation/ tumorous, numerous bitches knew to this who wont live/ the brutallest fugitive dude to spit ya clueless on ruthlessness/ Brining the Holocaust with my awesomeness Im molotovin and bombin it/ get involved in a part of it and youll get found in a coffin quick/ Figured that you need a scar, rip your neck down to ya feet apart/ some call me the reapers star cause murder is the easy part/ Attack you sporadically as I drag you to agony exact with my savagery/ Im back with a tragedy and with me there has to be casualties/ Im Kletus Kasady actually killin becomes a fact of me gradually/ reveal all the acts of me tactically as I gradually turn to insanity/ You an actual faker so we aint a compatible flavor/ Come back to damage you later and ravage ya face for/ a disparaging caper show no restraint on the paper/ the product of hard work, so this is on Manual labor/ C)