March (Feat. Dubbs, Lo Key & Madd Maxxx)
Mission : Infect
3:48We'll tear your soul apart Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that When they say Lo Key that's horrorcore shit Like four whores cored in forced abortions She's getting gore in sores Yeah the bulge enormous Now I'm on tour when it's all tortured porn Yeah I'm a lord of sorcery, bow before me While I forge the blade and Then force it orally The mass majority of horror artist are a joke Now Lokes gotta claim authority Say my name in the mirror thrice And I'll appear in your Ear like a poltergeist And I don't rock a hatchet But I locked a pastor In his casket, black blood The spot with maggots And I still got a blood flow, spit blood While these other motherfuckers spit Cum like dumb hoe It's all fun until we're live in your area Leave your motherfucking eyes Bleed like malaria (Listen to my chainsaw symphony) Madd Maxxx on a track making history The underground's been in shadows For way too long And we return, burn you with a brand new song And I came to fuck shit up Maim a fucking cunt Eviscerate her then drain her fucking guts Take her brain and make a fucking lunch Blood and whiskey now take a fucking cup Drunk on a blood of innocent and I sip till I finish The bloodletting's cementing the highway For the wickedest souls Living and reaching my goals Killing and shitting on whole world with A grin on my face fuck it, I'm sick of 'em Broken and sizzling, no hope and no vision I'm just choking on liquor with Eyes open and twitching And I know that I'm stricken With these mental conditions But deep down I really fucking Love to be doing 'em Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that This is coming for dinner I'm here for the raw meat Eyes red with the claws and a long teeth Put a little metal in your jaw so we all eat You ain't gotta worry about the Newborn on the floor yo, I got a car seat Whole fleet with blood and gore Never enough I'm ready for more of it all times Give me your guts and veins They're all mine I'll stick a knife right into beat Y'all rhyme i don't give a fuck I'mma fuck all of these bitches up I slit 'em open and empty Then stitch them up ain't no stopping me Watch how I switch it up I'll feed your baby with death In a sippy cup Lost boys drinking blood with Black Velvet You know we're living it up Since 04 not giving a fuck, slit your throat Then I have your girl licking it Up on some wicked shit I get ridiculous, that's all I ever did Can't no one say they've stopped Me cause they never did Since the days of the Seal Lo Key and Madd Maxxx we kill it for real Y'all should be scared this is happening This shit ain't rapping We both spit a verse And the sky start to blackening It's a wrap like a mummy get ready We're back and coming With something Lovecraftian All you little motherfuckers that You thinking you're wicked And not me and Loke We're bringing shovels over We're digging your plot Serial lyric killers And listen we kill it a lot There ain't nothing you can do that'll Get a villian to stop Y'all are coming with me whether You're willing or not Once I get it started I ain't Gonna be willing to stop Until the blood is coming outta your body Dripping hot Painting the walls I ain't missing a spot Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that Hit the tone, cock it back Ho I gotta holla at Hollow points in yo direction nigga Ain’t no stoppin' that