[Intro: Wolff]

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Yo, GrewSum, Twisted Insane, Chuckklez. The Bearer of Death

[Verse 1: Ware-Wolff]

She's blood red, be the Bearer of Death

I got the bone-saw swept, then I take your head

Have your eyes roll back, I'm a sodomist

Leave you dead with dissections, the rest are ripped to shreds

Size you up with the fresh meats, await the gate-smith

Your head's lightweight, send brains to thе basement

Turn your face both ways and еmbrace the hatred

I separate and get head for days

I'ma be right back, just wait a minute

With the saw or an axe, any way you're finished

It's a game so twisted, I'm tangled in it

Where I just lash out, strangle bitches

Pain with pleasure came from seein' faces rearranged

Like an obsession with aggression, a confession of an insane

Sinister surgeon, your reconstruction undergoes

I'll knock your dome clear off your fuckin' shoulders

Neck left a plateau

Wasteland the disbanded, forgotten shoved 'em down below

Remaining devilish foes, now only evil shall grow

Let go, feel hatred flow and rushin' through your veins, racin' to show

I step up on it, straight demonic flows

Atomic bomb's melodic though

Iconic blows, I prod and poke

Got a monster glow with carnage shown

That's overflown with misery, woes

So we're gonna make you vomit, hoe

[Chorus: Chuckklez]

I want your fuckin' head, bitch

Never gonna stop 'til you're dead as shit

Once it's finally off, I leave your body for the maggots

You're gonna look so beautiful with the rest of my collection

Then I'll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation

[Verse 2: Twisted Insane]

Look, while you people yell "Geronimo"

I'll be laughin' at you bitches while the shit is really comical

Hit you up and told you we gon' meet up for the fade

And you was runnin', tellin' niggas like you runnin' to your mama though

You don't want no drama though

Cut him up into pieces

I release the type of demon that you motherfuckers run from

Here I come-come when I'm steppin' with the automatic weapon at your neck and bringin' death when I dump one

And always I be on my Brain shit

I am ready, the machete's what I came with

So quit your wolfin' for the whoopin', turn the K shit

You wanna catch a one-on-one blood, you ain't shit

I'll put your body in gasoline, I'ma torch you

I'm comin' hotter than some lava bitch, I'm scorchin'

You try to come with the infiltrate at my fortress

I'll put you in the river, niggas should've been aborted

Kill 'em, put 'em in gas and then I burn 'em with the match, somebody handle that

Pound and put the body in the ground and I'ma drown a rat

Catch a nigga slippin' in the alley but I'm down to pack

You run and fetch your mama, bury you around the back

I'm really brainsick, ain't no fairytale

Kill 'em all up and put 'em in the trash with the dog shit

That's where you belong, fuck a song

I will catch you on the road at a show

Brainsick niggas talk

[Chorus: Chuckklez]

I want your fuckin' head, bitch

Never gonna stop 'til you're dead as shit

Once it's finally off, I leave your body for the maggots

You're gonna look so beautiful with the rest of my collection

Then I'll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation

[Verse 3: GrewSum]

It's gore galore, spazzin' out and I'm growin' horns

Blackin' out then I stab 'em down and I grab the crown

I'm the overlord of this Horrorcore

There's more in-store, bet it, get it

Sick in the brain, this is all authentic

Been in the game for a long haul

Wreckin' everybody in my way, left 'em all dissected

Hogtied, turn 'em into rawhide

Next, it's a long ride sittin' with the long knife next to 'em

Alright, we can do it all night

Necks slit and who's next? You can bet all my exes is

Next step, put her in the trunk 'cause the bitch dead

She thought she was gettin' fucked, she was misled

Dipped out, didn't clean it up, left a big mess

Sick fuck, never give it up, I'ma rip flesh

Been fucked up way before the Infection

Ripped out guts left only in sections

Picked up sluts, let 'em hold the erection

And the bitch gets stuck with the point of a weapon

Hunt to take heads so I formed a collection

Can't stop now cause I got an obsession

My norm is performin' dissections

Then I finished it up quick and I'm on to the next one

[Chorus: Chuckklez]

I want your fuckin' head, bitch

Never gonna stop 'til you're dead as shit

Once it's finally off, I leave your body for the maggots

You're gonna look so beautiful with the rest of my collection

Then I'll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation