Your Problem Lyrics

My voice will wake you up in cold sweats

In dead of night

Feel the sickness enter

When you get the venomous bite

I drip syllables of icy fuckin rot a into your cortex

Breaking down your system like osteoporosis

I'm an orator of wicked hymns

A devils advocate

Get baptized, and I'll rise 10 times as blasphemous

A harbinger of dark

Serpent in the stalks

Hungering to slaughter and resurrect them like Lazarus

Speaking on a frequency shared

With chanting curses in voodoo

From deeper than the part of the seas

Where you'd find Cthulhu

Embedding an existential

Assortment of dread as

I'm steady keeping on my enterprise like Sulu

Hell yeah

This is what we fiend for

Until we scream sore

This is what you bump rocking skin masks and chainsaws

My thoughts haunted

Motherfuckers don't get it

Watch them crumble to the cold earth

Like wilted rose petals

It's a b-grade horror flick

That you can vibe to

Got my lawn mower

About to make it Dead Alive 2

I tried selling my soul

But nobody wanted it

So this is my curse

But my verse is your problem

Blegh

I know you didn't expect it to come to this

But if you're listening then

This is your problem now

I know you're skimming the web

Looking for remedies but

Nothing's going to save you

Nobody's going to help you out

I see you choking in pain

The panic setting as

I'm sneaking up and into your mind and

I've got you now

I know you feel the effects

You can't shake it

I'm a motherfucking menace and

I am your problem now

I was created through the hatred

And the shade they fuckin through at Nyte

Now I'm a battle damaged slasher

Ripping ya throat

And gripping the mic

I'm ready and willing to fight

For the throne of fuckin darkness

Said I would never amount to nothing

But the beloved be comin regardless

We the demons in your speakers

Feasting on the weak

And leave them bleeding

Hit them with that

Boom bap blegh

To see the people scream

And flee the scene that we just left

A bloody fuckin wreck

We are the question mark

Making you wonder what the fuck is coming next

It is a swarm or a storm

Is it a curse or a hex

We going to make you bop your head

Or bang it til you break your neck

Fuck it, respect the work

Whatever's coming next

So just give me the mic

And let me recite

A passage from the book of death

Summoning a legion of demons

To cultivate the heathens

Blacken this earth and

We won't stop until the whole world's screaming

Run with the coven

Because the end is slowly coming

And if you value your soul

Then join the blood of the beloved

The fuckin bass will leave you bludgeoned

Hit your ribs like blaow

From breakdowns to wordplay

It's lit when I switch my style

They let me loose from my noose now I rep my crown

I am the fire, the fallen, forsaken and I'm your problem now

I know you didn't expect it to come to this

But if you're listening then

This is your problem now

I know you're skimming the web

Looking for remedies but

Nothing's going to save you

Nobody's going to help you out

I see you choking in pain

The panic setting as

I'm sneaking up and into your mind and

I've got you now

I know you feel the effects

You can't shake it

I'm a motherfucking menace and

I am your problem now

The onslaught is Evil Dead 2 style

When I write shit

Possess the hand that you hold

Your motherfucking mic with

Turn it against you

until you gotta cut it off, while I'm in your cellar yelling out 'DEAD By Dawn' hah

Eradicate tracks one verse at a time

Like a carcinogenic strain of nursery rhyme

And whenever words are aligned

With the stars it starts the clock tick

Until we incinerate your vicinity like atomic

We both Freddy and Jason

Mixed with Myers and leather face

When the bass hits ya rib cage

Sends you off to a better place

Leave you six feet deep then resurrect with the necronomicon

Ours words kill and bring life

Like a terrible phenomenon

You don't like it then

You can gobble on my nutsack bitch

Keep it underground, wicked

Because I love that shit

Fuck a lime light

I'm bout that pitch blackness

We got heathens and demons

Screaming "run that shit"

Blegh

I know you didn't expect it to come to this

But if you're listening then

This is your problem now

I know you're skimming the web

Looking for remedies but

Nothing's going to save you

Nobody's going to help you out

I see you choking in pain

The panic setting as

I'm sneaking up and into your mind and

I've got you now

I know you feel the effects

You can't shake it

I'm a motherfucking menace and

I am your problem now

I know you didn't expect it to come to this

But if you're listening then

This is your problem now

I know you're skimming the web

Looking for remedies but

Nothing's going to save you

Nobody's going to help you out

I see you choking in pain

The panic setting as

I'm sneaking up and into your mind and

I've got you now

I know you feel the effects

You can't shake it

I'm a motherfucking menace and

I am your problem now