Lyricism is the killing tide of ya mama
Nothin' is nothin' but Im puffin'
Im comin' throuh and Im stuffin'
your brain full of chemicals when Im actin'
You're in the chair, and flies is what you're attracin'
How could this be, you just gotta see
ready to take you out, it went black I oughta be
the next jack the ripper but I take anyone I swear
When you left your house I was there
And whatever my motive is it will confuse
the coppers, and Im ready to the bomb use
leavin' in out on the square in Gothenburg city
Im darin' to be scarin' the population its so shitty
Fantasy makin', poppin' pills not to be fakin'
ya mama is hold up in my cellar, and I'll be takin'
her life soon as the lyricist that I am
Luficer is holdin' my strings Im like daamn
My thoughts are not mine, my actions are not my own
Im killing so many people to combine in the zone
where the cops find the corpses of you, you and you
now they've killed me I didn´t escape so true, true yea true
we're in the afterlife all dead people lookin' angry
But it was Lucifer, so when I rap the
truth all of you dance to what Im sayin'
But I was responsible for the slayin'
of the killin' tide that took ya mama
Spittin this so neat just like a Llama
what is my name?
Lucifer and I killed realicee in the game
What is my name?
Lucifer and I killed realicee in the game
nah, just kiddin', ya know Im all 'bout love!
:)