[Intro: Dr. David Trent (Alan Marshal)]

Damn, Gibby! That's ill!

We found parts of their bodies all over the house, in places you wouldn't think

[Verse 1: Gibby Stites]

Burnin' down yo empire, Koopa King, I am fire

Final boss, I will toss flames until your entire

Infrastructure's burnin' crispy, give a fuck who's turn to diss me

Word to Biggie, they gon' ask "Who Shot Ya?" and then turn to Gibby

I ain't got the answers, Sway, don't know who blew your mans away

Like a Dedication tape from Wayne, they heard the cannon (Bang!)

I say what I want and feel, you say what you have to say

You be tryna save face, me, I'm gonna smack your face

Actin' like a basket case, rappin' with a pack of apes

Apex predators who snatchin' rappers aftеr dates

Wrappin' 'em in maskin' tape, dеmandin' all their cash and safe

Combination, hit yo mama's place and take your family's cake

Dammit! They tryna catch up but ain't mustard

The courage of the words, they like a soft-serve custard

Awfully sweet, start to melt the second they get tossed some heat

Y'all can eat your kiddie meals in quiet while the bosses feast

[Chorus: Gibby Stites]

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]

One source said that he left a fuckin' horse head

Underneath the covers with the body of a corpse dead

Victims of a home invasion, nah, it was a ritual

Orchestrated by The Unsubs, delete your physical, invisible DNA left on the individual

The Sentinel of Suffering is here to cut your genitals

And leave 'em on your bloody torso as you shake violently

Lay you where you stood and they couldn't find any signs of me

Look at they faces 'cause they all scream silently

Techniques of torture that came from the Ming Dynasty

I believe the horror in Hell that's what's inside of me

Is driven by a dark force that whispers "Come ride with me"

On this little violent spree, it's everybody, omnicide

All of you within my radius has gotta die (Gotta die)

Uhh! I catch skulls, yo, without the eyes

All of my victims get sodomized (Uhh!)

[Chorus: Gibby Stites]

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

[Verse 3: Scum]

Yo! High speed drill that's got a long-ass drill bit

Cry from the spiral when your brain gets poked

Just like your ho, a hole that knows we killed it

Peeled off and left it in a cloud of smoke

Enough 'bout the fuckin', let's return to the murder

I thought of vagina, we're referring to you

Becomin' a cold one on a slab when we heard that

You're needing a stabbing and deserving a few

Me, I don't really give a fuck just like a belt of chastity

Walkin', squawkin' like a duck, a roasted one you ought to be

Thinkin' you're too far to bleed but we already at your door

'Bout to leave you scarred, indeed, exposing you to the Art of Gore

Carnivore type of shit, gotta eat now

Horrorcore on the beat 'bout to leap out

Of the window, I feel I can fly, why

Would I not? A Fallen Angel of Mile High

[Chorus: Gibby Stites]

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

This style is insane, too vile to contain

Uzumaki, how we put a spiral in your brain

Spiral in your brain (Spiral in your brain)

[Outro]

Get your gun ready

From all I've seen tonight, guns won't do any good. [Claya's?] dead and we buried her. How are we gonna kill somebody that's already dead? Dead! And yet, there he stands. That other one earlier, I emptied a full clip into 'em

I'm seeing it, that's the only reason I'm listening to you. Look, I've got an idea. Follow me. Hurt 'em or not we've got to try something