The Worst Type

By SigNature

On The Horrorscope

Released on August 31, 2014

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[Verse 1]

Here we go again, another song about murderin'

Blood all on his shirt again, just so you know for sure it's him

Cut off a virgin's limbs, mail 'em to a Christian church and then

Tell 'em "Thanks for your services, these have added preservatives"

Blood curdling screams, I heard 'em in dreams, wake me up

I'm shakin' at knees while stranglin' this teens trachea

Lately I don't feel the same as I used to

My brain is unusual, they saying I'm fruit loops

Me and Damien shoot hoops and I play in a zoot suit

I'm making you go crazy from the weight I put you through

Loose screws in my cranium, alien with a crazy grin

Blazin' won't make me sane again, just raises craves of cavin' in

Skulls, it's repulsive how you come up with bullshit

I'll put a gun up to your lips, tell you "kiss it or duck quick"

But even if you duck; you're leavin' with jesus, bruh

No reason, see me with three demons eatin' a fetus up

I'm fiendin' to feed on people even eat a greasy slut

Receivin' the feelin' of Eden, breathin' in lethal dust

Who's devious enough to meet me when I'm fucked up

Proceed and your lucks up, believe me this stuff's tough

My teeth have now just sunk in, bleeding is what comes

Previous to you eating dust and being all slumped up

On the floor, I'm a carnivore, you'll never see me ponder or

Think of how to respond to whores because the blood is drawn before

They start to stop speaking, you're thinking I'd spark the Glock

But I'd rather cut pieces out of your throat, make it hard to talk

It's dark and hot, the Argonauts have just entered the room

And assume they'll stab a male rapper in his placenta or womb

The center of doom, whom? The inventor of crude tunes

But what the fuck would you do if all these haters booed you?

I'll put 'em in tombs soon, so cool it Zoboomafoo

The boys in blue'll lose their food as soon as that *whistle*

Your shirt'll be so red they'll think that you soo-woo'd

And that one of Snoop's goons is the one who chewed you


[Hook]

"SigNature", "bitch!"

"He's sick", "nauseating, gnitaesuan"

"Very hostile", "nauseating"

"Are you crazy?", "sick", "nauseating"

"Crazy"


[Verse 2]

I'm the worst type, I guess you're right, termites crawl out of my eyes, I'm

Trying to keep my head as rabbits fall out of the sky and why

The fuck are they laughin'? This is why I stay in the attic

Starin' at a TV screen but nothing's playing but static

Displaying these antics, I'm frantic when I'm playing with magic

I'm stranded on another planet and I can't even manage

To stop actin' so manic, the panic button's released

I taste blood on my taste buds, don't fuck with the beast

This year I got myself a girl for a Christmas gift

I choked her too hard and the bitch went stiff

Oh shit, I feel supreme like Kenneth McGriff

I'm just a pissed misfit, screamin' 666

Bitch, I'm dirty as a cockroach with Mott's spread on toast

What I'll do to you is awful, just stop you're not dope

Leave your head like a pothole, I'm hot, you lost hope

You fuckin' with me, vato? Impossible, I got loads

Of hot flows, I pop foes and watch them rot slow

Bleach? I got a box full, I shop at Costco

So don't worry 'bout the mess you'll make, my essence left you devastated

Don't test my mental game, I rap until my pencil breaks

For heaven's sake I'm hardcore, you don't wanna start war

I carry 'round a large sword, use it till my arms sore

Scarred corpses are stored inside of my armoire

Dark, warped art form, but that's because my heart's torn

I was born on Friday the 13th, the day McVeigh was sentenced

I was playin' ball with his son, now me and Satan playin' tennis

I am sick, hurt anatomies then carve your neck

With a split personality like Harvey Dent

And since your insanity is hardly dense

There is no random need for arguments


[Hook]