Skitzofrantic - Lord Infamous

Scarecrow Skitzofrantic, bloody bloody battle axe

Bash him in his cataracts, feed him to my alley rats

Yeah hoe, it’s like that, fuck you, you don’t like it

Shoot that trick, I need a cigarette, give me a light bitch

Barge into the facility, walk straight to security

And I got that thrax and a pure sack and the MAK-90 on me

Eyes are dilated, I’m behavin' really devious

Crow is Horrorcore, you better read my Wikipedia

I can give a fuck less 'bout your fuckin' animosity

I will snap your neck like fuckin' Ted DiBiase

Beat your goddamn brain till it look like a bowl of cottage cheese

And I feel no sympathy, no pity, no apologies

Don’t bother me homicide is talkin' out my slaughter spree

Deep into photography, a twisted psychology

You tough in the club, you pussy niggas are androgynous

Hermaphrodites and dikes, I ram and dive my dildo in your butt

C-4 for you suckers ain’t worth a damn bullet cost too much

To waste on you wussies, cut your throat with fuckin' razor rust

Don’t make me whack your ass with the .40 fader

Scarecrow, Soze, nigga Lord Vader

Scarecrow Skitzofrantic, bloody bloody battle axe

Bash him in his cataracts, feed him to my alley rats

Yeah hoe, it’s like that, fuck you, you don’t like it

Shoot that trick, I need a cigarette, give me a light bitch

The vicious, the malicious, never misses, blow death kisses

Your corpse is in the ditch I sliced your neck 'bout 16 inches

The bloody bloody mystic yes I’m rappin' Triple Sixes

The Poltergeist tonight when this demonic pay a visit

I’m tearing off your skin and pourin' salt, oh I just ripped it

They’ll never fix your jaw when I make you bite the curb and kick it

Dr. Jekyll, Mr. Hyde, the Crow the killer musician

I cannot stop the killing spree it’s doin' repetition

I’mma put a slug behind your ear and take your punkass fishin'

It’s a murder fuckin' horror-service mass-murder-mission

I’mma need ammonia lye, bitch to clean this bloody kitchen

And like humpty dumpty puzzle pieces you can’t fix it

You’ll never find, all the bodies that I hid in the pin

I tried to cover the odor with fuckin' lime

Sometimes I try to keep the fuckin' head and spine

I’m on a grind

Scarecrow Skitzofrantic, bloody bloody battle axe

Bash him in his cataracts, feed him to my alley rats

Yeah hoe, it’s like that, fuck you, you don’t like it

Shoot that trick, I need a cigarette, give me a light bitch