Killing Machine - Intellectual

[Verse 1: R.O.C.]

Access to the mind of a killer, keep walking

Daylight blends with the night time, be cautious

How many sins through the mind's eye so often

Screaming this diatribe, visions of 'em in coffins

No therapy aligns, no escape from

Pumpkins dancing in the blind, which way they coming from

Hektik, Bones, ain't no signs warning straight from

R.O.C. date line, your story now runs

Unhinged revealing, so many mix of feelings

Messages coming going, never know what you dealing with

How many years of living, deep in the caverns peering

Straight to your fears we growing, never be in submission

[Chorus: Mr. Bones]

I'm comatose, numb, I ain't listening to nothing

Ice cold blood run, thеy think that I'm dumb or something

Sick as the psychiatrist that's looking at me cross

Writing down in hеr notes that I'm a loss to humanity

Yeah, I'm a villain, I'm a killin' machine

Killer in a mask with a butcher knife stabbin'

Pumpkins on my mind 'cause it's always Halloween

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine, yeah

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'

[Verse 2: Hektik]

Now I've been killing people since I came to the earth

I know it started with my mother, she would die giving birth

Then I was left alone, abandoned on the steps of a church

And I was raised by a monster, could it get any worse

I ran away when I was young with so much anger inside

That murder murder murder was my only reside

Feel like I was put on the planet to wreak terror and havoc

And leave a legacy full of all my murderous magic

I know you can't understand it, but you been warned here first

I was made for murder like how coffins go with the hearse

I'm a bonafide killing machine with every verse

From an axe chop or neck bite to feed thirst

[Chorus: Mr. Bones]

I'm comatose, numb, I ain't listening to nothing

Ice cold blood run, they think that I'm dumb or something

Sick as the psychiatrist that's looking at me cross

Writing down in her notes that I'm a loss to humanity

Yeah, I'm a villain, I'm a killin' machine

Killer in a mask with a butcher knife stabbin'

Pumpkins on my mind 'cause it's always Halloween

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine, yeah

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'

[Verse 3: Mr. Bones]

Try to understand me exactly what make me tick

They're telling me I'm unwell and I'm gravitating to sick

There's no way that they could tell in which victim that I'ma pick

It's so random, it's so sporadic, keep stabbin' until I [?]

But now it's shackles and chains, straightjackets and restraints

Guys removing my pumpkin mask to wipe away paint

So they can see the real monster, look me dead in my face

And ask me twenty questions just to see if I can relate

Am I a man? Do I understand what I have done?

Is this blood on my clothes? Is it from me or it from someone?

What's the relation with the other two that's looking the same?

Are we some kind of cult? Tell me, is this just fun and games?

[Chorus: Mr. Bones]

I'm comatose, numb, I ain't listening to nothing

Ice cold blood run, they think that I'm dumb or something

Sick as the psychiatrist that's looking at me cross

Writing down in her notes that I'm a loss to humanity

Yeah, I'm a villain, I'm a killin' machine

Killer in a mask with a butcher knife stabbin'

Pumpkins on my mind 'cause it's always Halloween

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine, yeah

Killin' ma- killin' ma- killin' machine

They found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughin'