Текст песни Abortion! - Chauncey666

Cease the peace
When C's in question
Squeeze the piece
In each direction
Leave a beat deceased in seconds
Believe my speech is lethal weapon
Fuck police see LP for reference
Afterbirth my favorite beverage
Slice your wrist
And squeeze a lemon
The way a legend speak
Will take you off yo feet
So pick a seat
I got ed geins collection
Blunts i need atleast eleven
Get obscene when i heat the resin
Breathe on c
My noose will leave your breathless

C extreme take evil measures
Got medieval torture methods
Im your queen's illegal fetish

Beat my meat
Knee deep in feces
She get DP In my teepee
You get drawn on
Bitch graffiti
Mister never sign a treaty
Fuck your white flag
No survivors
Sorry smokey
I brought the fire
Middle finger
Fuck your eyelids
Drive screwdrivers through your iris

Since you dont fuck with the vision
Im the kage of this village
Sirens blaring in the distance
Killed 8 men
And left no witness

Cant escape the kiss of death
A villian writes with poison pens
Got groupies sucking death
No cigarette
Im sipping rigjuice for my intellect
Its fuck a coast
Midwest the set
Leave a trail of chalk
Line silhouettes
Manifest some mal intent
And suffer sudden death with neptune
Take a swin in them cement shoes
Broken heart its just a flesh wound
I be sippin out a test tube

Walk up in your parents crib
Like what the fuck you cookin ma
My hand up in your cookie jar
Her pussy look like wookie jaw
Shave it off then slay it raw bitch
I dont play at all
A real rap deity
You niggas stuck with rookie marks
Sever several spinal cords
At my accord
My final form
Is something rivals striving for

I abhor the crime of lying
That's a lie
My kind of sport
Mayan rippin hymen
When she climb aboard my giant sword
And hit her with the force of an astroid
That killed the dinosaurs
Now the whore is crying
"Mylan my vagina sore"
"And why'd you cum inside"
"This is not what i had signed up for"
Shut up bitch
Theres the door
And if a baby start growing
Just know we gon get abortion

She be suckin on my foreskin
In the porsche
While i be forkin down enormous portions
Forest hold your horses
Im in orbit
Mind is horribly morbid
Im gettin high of agent orange
I get endorphins
When my knives explore your organs
Cops will never find the corpses
I got more pot than a florist
Keep a bag like im a tourist
Got a tool like im a swordsmith
Step inside a morgue
My sword get stiff
No rigor mortis
You aspire for messiah
But i am ya fuckin lordship

My bank account gon flourish
While yours is lookin malnourished
Im pipin down your mother
While ya bitch ass dad record it
Im bringin the apocalypse
Dont care about the horsemen
But this spic gotta dip
Like im getting fuckin deported