The Way My Mind Works - Opaque, Warlocks

I kill firstborns while their mamas watch

I turn cities into salt

I even, when I feel like it

Rip the souls from little girls

And from now till kingdom come

The only thing you can count on in your existence is never understanding why

You, give me a kiss

Something’s wrong with me I’m mental

I’m chopping up bodies and taking notes of disassemble

Hannibal Lecter was a pussy to me

I’m playing dramatic accidental over the city

And in my head it’s the memories

Death, flesh from men, women and newborn babies

What brought us here behind bars of titaniums

As I seperate your brains from the cranium

Wild, started doing this as a juvenile child

With the knife I will cut out your eyes

What awaits a bloodshed

If you can’t tie the man down then cut off his head

Put the head on a stick

Dig deep down inside his body and play with the appendix

My mother thought I had the tendencies

3 years old and I was ripping out kidneys

Yes, many persons over you I have outsmarted

But (?) they got the brains for it survive

And why laugh you or cry

And I think oh my god I love columbian neckties

Cries from your mama as I pass your body to Karma

And start working on that shit with a hammer

Now kneecaps are breaking

I was suspend before life’s taking

Burned flesh smells like bacon

The Way My Mind Works is nonchalant

So if the reas of god

Protect me from what I want

The Way My Mind Works is nonchalant

So if the reas of god

The mic to my frontal speak

Blow your head off like Al Capone

So you bad to the bone

My dome is chrome

Get the twinkle in my eye my mother phoned

And in your eye my golden chrome

Shit’s also (?)

In three striped jacket

In the streets of O. C that’s where we’re cracking

And papa that’s what we need in the pot

So give me your ass so I can sell it through the shop

I won’t stop talking shit

'Cause when my fuse gets lit

I don’t even budge one bit

I cut you up by the razor edge

Push your ass off the ledge

But your head in like a sledge, hammer

Don’t even care about the grammar

In the streets so where he’s caught up is a drama

My rustle must a truck riding your head

I play from your (?) you’re necked then you’re dead

My eyes red I need a black girlie in my bed

Sometimes it makes me wonder I said

Why must I feel like that, why must I chase the cat

Is it controlled by and clipped or should I say gift

So hold your baby when I go get spliff

Come back and run over you

Break your backbone in two

But all the time I act cool

Opaque aka (?) with lyrical insanity

I impact fat on their drums as I attack

Crack bones and rip spines out the back

Maniac (?) back

Smacks you in the face with nunchucks, the hunchback

Get overrun by killer tons fat tracks

As my lips flap, bad boy bunny with the cling rap

String you to the roof and sling one kneecap

Leave from deathtrap my raps cat

Top Notch and get the props

And kill the kid they can’t have

Snap your neck and make it look cardiac arrest

That’s how we smell a burned flesh

Fills the air with (?)

And I don’t give a flying fuck bitches are frail

I block their eyes out with a rusty nail

I do that my way getting painkilling face

I’m on a highway to hell downhill without brakes

No mistakes, cause it’s an eye for an eye

You came to close to front so I stomp on your style

If the reas of god