[Hook x3]

Maybe it’s just best to try to leave me by my lonely homie

Maybe we ain't friends, if you want my trust show me

People actin' kinda funny like a full moon

Got me feelin' dark gloom

Igniting my psycho just like some gas fumes

[Verse 1]

Maybe I should set an example, extract some blood samples

Run this razor blade across his throat and adam's apple

Dismantle his body into pieces, sink him in this reservoir

What the fuck you starin' for, what the fuck you take me for?

Take this as an act of war

Dressed in black and strap my lord

Act like demons from the past I'm tappin' at your chamber door

Quoth the raven "nevermore", Edger Allen, I implore

Hope you prayed before you were placed underneath this cellar boards

I'm going out like Berkowitz, your existence superfluous

My persistence to hurt you and remove you from this earth

And it's vital that I complete the cycle

Proceed to murder your idols on pins and needles

Leave you bleedin' with knives and rifles

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]

I've been in this game so long

I'm numb to the pain, hold on

I function this way, mind gone

You takin' my place? (Dead wrong)

I'm infamous, incision you to increments

With these instruments of vigilance, have you wishin' for innocence

Beat you into submission, bitch

Show you the mind of villain instead of killin' it

Lyrically like you ain't feelin' this

Always perceiving, seemin' to be the seed of a demon

Cause you can't seem to beat 'em or cease 'em from breathin'

I'm sick of this, ignorance, illegitimate, hatin' shit

Bitches, stay up out my mix, quit jockin' on my style, so sick

You talk about my style so much you might as well be my publicist

Twenty-ten, back again, resurrect like I'm from Nazareth

[Hook x2]

[Outro]

Huh, people actin' real funny, you know what I'm sayin'?

There must be a full moon in this motherfucker or something