1998, lamb is still here growing every day
We speaking on that bullet talk, two cylinders inside yo' brain
Put on my fuckin' gloves, run inside the fuckin' paint
Put my raincoat on 'cause I know yo' blood is getting sprayed
Yo' life might end today, speeding ride in the rain
E30, I am insane, I'll take yo' life and speed the pain
Living lives that are not mine, now, your soul is in the drain
You simply are just a power to my palm, you ain't close to a main
Dashing right out up the crib
Ride 'round yo' block, let it spin
Run away from me, I'll chase you down
When did this thing begin?
Lust for blood, it's all within
Glowing teeth, my evil grin
My blank lamb eyеs glowing out, sharp teeth and bloody skin
Don't run from me, just run the fade
Blow yo' ashеs, you get pinned
When ya blood is going through the curb, don't think twice 'bout sins
You just ran and you got caught, embodiment of karma now
Slam yo' fuckin' skull into the ground and let yo' matter spill out
Uh yuh, why you looking at me fucking dumb?
And you talking all that shit, put my boot right up your rectum
Antifa don't give a fuck, stab you pussies just for fun
Fascist fuck, stiffen up when I put bullets in yo' gut
Fucking faggot, uh-uh, I've had it, oh
Quit being passive, you pussies, we all just pass 'em right up
I put this blade in his neck that make him shut right up
I pull this KA-BAR out my pocket, get to cutting right up
Fucked up, I'm speeding
Drugged up, you're bleeding
Dumb fuck, stop ya speaking
You're a cracker, not a demon
All that shit you talking now gonna end you in a grave
So pussy, better shut yo' mouth 'fore I fuck you in the face
Fucked up, I'm speeding
Drugged up, you're bleeding
Dumb fuck, stop ya speaking
You're a cracker, not a demon
All that shit you talking now gonna end you in a grave
So pussy, better shut yo' mouth 'fore I fuck you in the face
Ah, get stabbed up in the gut, bitch, I'm using blood
Draw the symbols on my back, oh yeah, I feel the cuts
Dropping bodies off the roof, bitch, you ain't hear the thud?
Out the wound that I arrive, bitch, I will eat the pus
Stab the neck and cut the head with a box cutter (Blood)
Bury eyes up in the back 'cause the rocks cover (Cover up)
Dried up, blood up on the shoes, it's a bronze color
Killing all of 'em that run 'cause I'm a night hunter
Camcorder VHS 1998
Store the tapes up in a box, have it sealed away
Got the blood up on my hands, y'all are never safe
Sacrificing all of y'all, burn 'em anyway
Camcorder VHS 1998
Store the tapes up in a box, have it sealed away (All gone)
Got the blood up on my hands, y'all are never safe (Y'all not)
Sacrificing all of y'all, burn 'em anyway