Macabre Murderers (The Sequel) (feat. Echo, Gun1 & XP The Marxman)
The Student
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We must be on our way now, you and I, our bones will soon be ashes and we shall never be separated again Is it Friday the 13th If it is, is it the worst thing Nah Ima kill these niggas for slurring, machine gun raps, lyrical shell bursting I'm thirsting for blood like a cannibal I'll eat Hannibal, unlock my mandible The tattoo on my arm, it's scannable It says that this whole world is flammable And I'm a fire starter, I bury more MCs, they don't fit in any graveyards I stack bodies on bodies like Franklin Saint I turn niggas into zombies with a little eighth First I make your whole body lose a lot of weight Then I make you start limping and Harlem shake I'll break your spirit, kill your fucking soul It's Michael Myers, nigga, I'll put you in a hole, bitch Do I know you Be my victim Be my victim No lo quiero hacer. No lo quiero hacer. No quiero hacer. Lo vas hacer Son dos de la manana have a sick urge Cruising the boulevard Another victim search Up and down, Hollywood hard, target spotted off guard This dark feeling inside is getting worse and worse The voices in my head becoming more perverse I have a body ice cold, hanging on, blindfolded, drilling through the skull, collect the powder, sniff it up my nose That's when I hear the devil's call Kill em all, remove their hearts, leave messages with blood on the wall I studied the greats, I know how to use the Bundy charm with no alarm, inspired by the ones that came before I summon the spirits using the Ouija board You can smell the copper from all the blood on the floor Signs of a gruesome scene, the deputy can't stomach what he sees, in disbelief how someone can kill so viciously You have a serial killer on your city streets Please Stop.... Now Stop... Stop Do you believe in me Keep away from me Your death will be a tale to frighten children Come with me, and be immortal Carving knives out of femur bones Conjuring up spirits out of the speaker tone, screech and moan See I can never leave the streets alone I'm in your dreams, I'm a squeeze, feel the pressure all inside your throat Heart pumping as the night approach, Ice pick, give your eye a poke, bedsheets, blood soak From the bottomless dungeon, where lava running, we're breaking the surface and snatching more than your purses Amongst the living dead, underneath my tire tread Severed a head, bloodshed, cause Simon said Permanent end, serial killer getting cred Now I'm on a bigger things, sending mail with a lead Ima tell them how I did it, get hit with cold feelings Multiple personality coming, I can't conceal it F*ck em up I kill more when I feel pressure Got pictures of my victims up in the top dresser But this was just the beginning of his ordeal Nearby, there was an apiary Dozens of hives, filled with hungry bees They smashed the hives and stole the honeycomb And smeared it over his prone, naked body You don't believe all that nonsense anyway, do you I don't, do you Alright Candyman, Candyman, Candyman, Candyman, Candyman
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Written by: Edwin Olivo, Joel Gonzalez, Joseph Acosta
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