ROTTING CORPSE Lyrics

(Aye)

Think I'm fucking joking

When I'm talking about that ocean

Split that shit right open like I'm Moses

Got your bitches choking

Throat is what I'm roping

Tie the knot, know that she a thot

Red dot, Quick shot, Dump the body, Let it rot

Yeah MOTHAFUCKA (yeah)

All you fuckin bustas

Fuckin all your mothas

Make it squirt, give her birth

Kill your bitch put her in an ern

This shit my turf, my turn

Imma watch it burn

Bouta self destruct, but first just let me bust

Not talking about that nut, talking about them guns

Fire on a church, when I lurk

Yeah this shit won't work

Yeah my speech is slurred

So what? Don't give a fuck

Get buck, Quick fuck, Quick Suck (aye)

Yeah you bitch mothafucka

(Aye, lets go)

Now we having babies, think I'm going crazy

Hope the lord will save me, just maybe (I don't know)

But lately, I've been sinning call that seven

Lock the gates of heaven

Carry that secret weapon

This mind fuck shit

From the darkest pit of hell

"What's that fucking smell?"

Sorry, that's just your bitch rotting in my basement

Bust her head on the pavement

Now we worship Satan

Mothafucka (yeah)

Think I'm faded, or I'm wasted

Running like chasing these dreams

Pissing in a stream

On your fucking grave biatch