Real Shit

Yo, it's Dr. X aka Marshall Applewhite Marshall Herff Applewhite aka I don't have that many aliases (Fuck an alias) But you can just call me the (Call me the) Prince of Hell, Asmodeous Blood shoots out my dick You could call me Oderous (Brockie!) I'm felonious, acrimonious I'll brainwash your kids when I'm on my Joseph Kony shit Save the planet, kill yourself Kill your teacher first, shoot up your school as well Fuck the principle, and fuck the law Kill as many as you can if you can't kill them all Kill your parents, kill your dog I'll say what I want, It's just a song Protest this, make me famous My dick's still in, your teenage daughters anus Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Can you tell if I'm being serious? I mean seriously, why you so serious? We're living in a world where there's no wrong and there's no right We're all gonna die, you don't have to be so uptight Yeah, it's Red, aka Rad Aka The Conqueror of the Beast, Brock Lesnar Aka The Real Supplier Human trafficking should be legal There's nothing wrong with selling people I'm a real American, shoot a bald eagle Burned down the church, and I piss on the steeple Summon the evil, put it in a rhyme Then go shoot up little town, Columbine For a second time (yeah), I love to watch them cry (whoo) I also love watching newscasters die (ha) Let's do heroin and nod out together Friends are cool, but drugs are better If I just met her, and it's getting late I'll slip her something, prolonging our date Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Can you tell if I'm being serious? I mean seriously, why you so serious? We're living in a world where there's no wrong and there's no right We're all gonna die, you don't have to be so uptight Aye yo, it's Gloom Rap, aka Piss Jericho Aka Cock Lesnar, aka Young Rape God Aka Filth Cosby, aka Hambone Aka FKA the rapper known as Vyce Cross the threshold of a church walking backwards Many prophecies told the coming of this bastard Unholy from conception, the Devil's in my veins Unruly with a weapon, blown out like nine brains Gloom Rap the Ojibwe psychopath Volatile temperament leading into blood baths Known for leaving faggot rappers in two halfs A cold blooded villain staring at you in a goon mask I'm that evil that they spoke of in the bible You need more than a rifle if you're planning on survival Upon my arrival, i'll rip out your spinal With my bare hands, yuh the technique is primal Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Real shit (These are just lyrics) Can you tell if I'm being serious? I mean seriously, why you so serious? We're living in a world where there's no wrong and there's no right We're all gonna die, you don't have to be so uptight