[Intro]
Thi-thi-thi-this is Ross Music
[Verse 1: GrewSum]
This mixtape will fuck an album up
Now what's up? Drowning in your own blood
Down on the ground, die you fuck
Mr. Horrorcore 'bout to slice you up
Mindless, I don't know where my mind is
I'm in a day slicin', never will grace time
As your worst enemy, life is slippin' away
When I am grippin' the blade, stickin' your face
Like "Haha bitch I'm insane yo" I'm really ok though
This is that Waco, Texas flow
Don't ever give it away
Make 'em all pay like a fucking arcade
A little bit of gold wasn't going our way
So I hit them with a flow that'll go a long way
I don't really wanna know what a couple more days
Gon' do to my soul 'cause a killer don't play
I'm betting in the long run you see it my way
When you laying in my truck bed, bleeding all day
I eat 'em, I'm strange might be the mind frame
Of the Darkflow oozing and eating my brain
So pleasing for me to be deeply deranged
People speaking to me but they deep in the grave
I can't keep it discreet I'm completely insane
When I meet in the meat I just season the taste
You now in the presence of an undead legend
All the punks that said that I was done
Can get it, day one, I was ready out the jump
Infected everybody with the mission with a fun pandemic
Almost ten years later and I'm still straight killin' it
Went from a militant to designed to this killa shit
Hit a couple bumps in the road
But the people still fuck with the flow
Let 'em know what it really is
[Chorus: GrewSum]
Violent pictures more and more
Grip that blade and go to war
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Violent pictures more and more
Grip that blade and go to war
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
[Bridge: GrewSum]
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
[Verse 2: GrewSum]
They said that to me like it was a bad thing
Now I got 'em wishin' they could wake up from a bad dream
Darkflow running through my veins no vaccine
Make 'em all bleed, that's a mess that you can't clean
All these rappers hatin' I'm creatin' what they can't see
It doesn't matter if they fallin' off because you have me
Everybody wanna ride along like I'm a taxi
I let 'em, got a couple dead bodies in the back seat
The Kill Machine is all mobile now
And no hatin' artist gonna hold us down
That open mouth can get a dick in it
Until it's disfigured, I'm all sorts of foul
It's up to my clique now to sort 'em out
It's so torturous when they forced us out
I was born for this, bypassed any metamorphosis and straight tore shit down
Try to fuck around with Donnie, bitch you'll get your neck snapped
Makin' money like I'm Walter White with a meth lab
Try to make it outta here alive I bet you just can't
Get stabbed all up in your head and your neck man
Next chance that I get I'ma kill again man
Friends can get it too, promise that they can man
Leave 'em in a deep hole chopped in a Glad bag
Locked in the trash can, looking like a madman
Who are you to say Grew is slippin'
Nothing but a crew full of stupid bitches
I don't owe you shit, you little broke ass snitch
Fakin' like your record label making loot from business
We all know the truth, you ain't movin' discs
In the magazines, all up in the news and shit
They don't play your music cause they hate your music
So this fame you're using is some useless shit
[Chorus: GrewSum]
Violent pictures more and more
Grip that blade and go to war
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Violent pictures more and more
Grip that blade and go to war
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
[Bridge: GrewSum]
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
This is Mr. Horrorcore
Death is more what you're in for
This is Mr. Horrorcore
[Outro: GrewSum]
It's been a long time. Been over a year since I gave you some new Grewsum shit. Now it's finally time to get things going the right way. This is Grass Roots volume five and I'm Mr. Horrorcore