Filth

[Verse 1: SCUM]
I'm back with another sadistic and twisted installment of sickness and Lyrikal Snuff
Saw and the axe of the chains on our necks is lettin' them know that we like playing rough
Playin' with matches results in a fire and bumpin' that shit, gonna fuck with your head
Makin' you wanna dismember and torture, makin' you wanna have sex with the dead (Dead)
And if you're easily offended, we say "Fuck You!"
It'd be nice to watch you die and dangling on a hook
With a motherfuckin' baseball bat up your ass as your body turns blue
For the fun of it, for the fuck of it, watch your life get took
Young SCUM up in this bitch, leave your body face down in the ditch
Giving a gun to your kid and some drugs to consume
Droppin' 'em off at the school for a lesson to teach
When I blast everyone and pop shots as they run
When I mess up tote a gun and start to greet ya
While I'm speaking I done rape torture and videotape
That vice principal because I'm half a teacher
So it's fuck you, fuck your feelings, fuck everything you love and stand
Followers'll go and kick in your door
Better hit the floor, you'll be dead instead
Mad as fuck, I'mma grab yo baby out the crib and the aim comes quick
Then I'mma smash it against the wall
When the brains go splat, god it makes you sick

[Chorus: Mastamind]
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix

[Verse 2: Mastamind]
Final fucker, they final, finally sick son of a bitch
Gate Keeper, Mr. Reaper, welcome to the pit
Feel the fire, feel the flame
I put that on the body of Christ, on the crucifix on your chain
(Ayy!)
As far as I'm concerned, you can hang and burn
Cold blade, cuttin' deep, feel the pain and squirm
Another body down, another grave in the ground
The orphan’s doggy starving, don't get ate by the hound
Don't make me have to decapitate your crown
Me and Satan havin' long conversations now
Tellin' me to do him bad and tellin' me how
Everything I do, I'm doing it felony style
The demon's callin', I came, all in the name of N-A-T-A-S
I bless you all with the fame, no love, just pain
Violent murder scene, caught it all on my webcam
Fuck it, the Devil made me do it, you's a deadman

[Chorus: Mastamind]
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix

[Verse 3: Bukshot]
I think these bitches got me twisted up and shit (Yeah)
Has it really been that fuckin' long since I spit somethin' sick (Hmm)
SCUM put me on this wicked track, do not forget
The first lyrics that I wrote was inspiration from The Pit (Grr!)
Watch me get you motherfuckers right beside your kids
I just do it like I'm Nike, I do it for the kicks (Come on)
I got bloody weapons and a dirty bag of tricks
I won't hesitate to bleed you, leave you rottin' in the sticks
Masturbating to a YouTube video of Smallz One
Sharpening a hatchet while I'm loading up a long gun (Psst)
Who's that knockin' on my door? (You got the wrong one)
You won't leave my property, I put that on my young son
I want to see your blood spill on some white sheets (Yes)
I love it when the victim says "Why'd you bite me?" (Ha ha)
I'll leave 'em cold like a cherry-flavored icing
Dump 'em in the river, let 'em swim with all the Pisces

[Chorus: Mastamind]
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demons is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix

[Verse 4: Infinitti]
You call me evil, call me wicked, call me sixth sense
Quick death, get left in a ditch fast
The faceless freak is creepin' deep beneath the streets at night
Bleed my dark a plus I want to know how people die
I torture the aborted and sort 'em in proper portions
And I organize their organs, force feed 'em to orphans
It be a warning, I would not hesitate to regulate
Put the barrel in your mouth (Bang) and watch your soul evaporate (Yeah!)
Like I've been it, Imma get 'em in the middle, I admit it I'm a menace (Yeah!)
Death I'm bringin' and if you gonna die I'm gonna get it I'm a killer (Hah!)
Bang to the face, stay glazed in the craze, so psycho that they say (Yeah!)
Can't fake what the hate makes, taste for the blood when I break and it feels right (Yeah!)
Time to get famous for being heinous
A faceless doer I'll show you what pain is
Killing's contagious, no one can tame this
Kill anyone that's in my radius
Danger it gets goin' straight for the neck
Dancin' on puddles a bloody mess
Sign of excess, now show me who's next
In the mind of a killer, no time for rest

[Chorus: Mastamind]
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix
Feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
Spirits rise from the dead when I decapitate
Demon's is lurking, d-demon's is lurking
Bodies on the crucifix, b-bodies on the crucifix