Horrorshow - Intellectual

[Verse 1: Gore Elohim]:

Last days so we blaze powder, I'm sprayin' rounds up

Laser weapons in brown trucks imported from Canada

2010 return of Tuddy, peace to Gerbs

Swervin' with the birds of Hoodie, this world's crooked like Boogies

Canarsie veterans handle jux like Prosecco

Alien web get dealt like Pacino in Serpico

Masons they rape the virgin in clothes, circle expose

Worshippin' tablets, my panic room is attitude with a toast

Hazel shoppers, sneakin' through projects

Watchin' me, I'm disbalanced from my hearse in the Congress

All my Goons be holdin' TECs to burn wet (Fuck the pigs!)

I'm out in the sticks, the murderers we burn churches, never left

You all hate us, faggot, I was destined to rep

Medicine trips, 'til you dealin' in the back o' ya neck

Like the Manson Chicks that like to cut the smoke with X

DNA test, deep in a 4-Tex serve 'em the four sets

[Scratches]:

Cryptic and Gore headin' to a horrorshow

Make 'em suffocate!

My words bust this outta the speakers then causes ha-and causes havoc

Yeah Cryptic and Gore headin' to a horrorshow

Worldwide assassination, plastination

Worldwide assasstination

Kid it's sick! Yeah

[Verse 2: Judge Cryptic]:

Bugged as fuck, cameras and mechanical animals

Being watched with venge in the back of the capital

Chapels get panelled, burn victims' protection

Sold like pedophiles, in a termite correction

Countin' the days, to return for the plunge

Mass cremation, humans being burned by the Sun

Sick games of the mad, fat Mercury flows

Seven tongues and symbols of pain, terminally doomed

Tangled and wired, futuristic torture

War Pigs, gifted with the bliss of slaughter

Morbid, cats tend meat to lamb chow

Drink the fluid from a pregnant woman 'til they pass out

Serious gore, bloody mess in the glove box

Have your lacerated face splattered on yo' drug spot

Rock the central [?], like I'm embalming the corpse

Secret cathedral, your coffin on top of the porch

Locked in a boiler room, paranoid of the outside

Hold grudges like scorpios, destroyin' a housewife

FBI agents have set up the wires

Carriers in the cemetery, they want me dead in the fire

Devour and rage, of a fire open void?

You're gonna need the jaws of life, to take you off the rope and noose

Judge treadin' the hearse, insane and postal

With flies in tombs, means the human waste disposal