WHITE NOISE ft. Skits Vicious, Chubeats & Fredro Starr Lyrics

This is the part where I rip you apart

Punch a hole in your chest then I pull out your heart

If you thought that was dark

I don't know where to start

I'm a blowtorch with bars

You can tell by the sparks

From the depths of the earth I return to my turf

I am bloodthirsty in every sense of the word

Let the sentence reverse

All you peasants are cursed

I emerge from the dirt

With the bugs on my shirt

Show no sign of emotions

I stick to the mission

I crush my opponents like fatal collision

Don't lie cause I see the fear in both yo eyes

Think twice and pick on someone that's your own size

This is a song that you shoot up your school to

The last thing they you play when the cops start to shoot you

Head to the centre and burn down some buildings

Wu was... But S.V. is not for the children

Listen bitches this is my voice

In the static of the white noise

Ignorant figure, typical stimulant slipper

Narcotic finger tip licker, psychotic simple shit kicker

Platonic wrinkled clit licker, spit vomit, pimple, lip blister

The Mr whisper insister, Skits I should stick to my meds

Close to the edge I explode on these tracks

No joke you collapse with a hole in your head

It's cold in the trench and the night is upon us

You won't see tomorrow if you try to cross us

The brain in my dome is as dead as a zombie

I ate my own leg with some salt and wasabi

Alone in my van with the drugs in my coffee

I'll drive through a fence if the cops try to stop me

Collecting the skulls of the best in the biz

The torso is left with a note in it's ribs

You wanted that hardcore then this is the right choice

Rip up that cardboard and enter the White Noise