Say My Name

Mommy mommy mommy! What honey? What's the matter? I had a bad dream About what sweety? It's Mr. Hyde, Mr. Hyde is coming [Little Britney] Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*} [Mr. Hyde] Walking war minded with the echoes doused in blood From stretching out your lungs mega penetrate my guns So I keep 'em concealed I'll leave you leakin for real The mother fuckin devil kid grim reaper with steel Yo the sickos on reserve load the clip up with my word I spit til you're disturbed verbs ticklin your nerves Cock back the hammer in the center with gore shot Foully droppin newborns on top of their soft spots Quick vagina soars rippin out your spinal chords You got gashes on your boards but you're dead like dinosaurs Hand cuff you to the bed the drama's seeming sickening Leave you faggots dead just like Jeffery Dahmer's victims Pissin in your mouth you got an obscene smile Your teeth are shinin yellow like that retard from Green Mile Slice your wrists with the box cutter like this Another sly bitch with the butterfly stitch Born to hate your par so you catch a gapin scar A wide open wound you can't close with staplers Or a needle and thread this beat is leaving you dead I blow a shot through the top now I can see through your head [Little Britney] Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*} [Mr. Hyde] My squad will bust through in herds bitch let me remind you You're coughin your tonsils with my elephant shrapnel Destined to stomp you stuff your face in the mud Never waist no slugs that's why I pace with the jud Guns will point at blank range I'm pointin pistols for brains Put you splattered like paint your whole anatomy faints Stuffed like Latter Day Saints that don't know how to be quaint It's assault robbery or a battery rape Peep the tragedy shake and the pin dropping silence You shot with the 9 inch for stoppin the violence Do you a slight favor before you're mortified Cut you with the light saber and wound your quarter eyes Ain't nowhere to hide from my gruesome legacy It's hard to flea while you bleed cause you're losing energy Foul like sexual harassin blast you with the mack 10 Violent homicide the intellectual assassin Drill saws and tools fill the gore slaughter you Drown you in a water pool now your breath bubbles rise Trash troubles lies but see I'm the one who ends em Deatha and disguise with the leatherface resemblance [Little Britney] Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*}