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Liquid Assassin

Liquid Assassin is a musical artist known for his contributions to the horrorcore rap genre. He has gained a following for his dark and aggressive lyrical style, often exploring themes of violence and horror. While specific details about his background and career may be limited, he has released several albums and collaborated with other artists within the genre. more »

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(Liquid Assassin Verse)

Yeah, Uh,

Fake f*ck get ya face cut razorblade wake up,
Ape embrace love bear hug bones break up,
Suplex in the booth wreck the room prove death,
Stretched you gone move less like damn look at dudes neck,

F*ck I gotta do for my music just to get it through,
Beef f*ck rap, be saliva if I spit at you,
Bitch you been food, who don't know what I been through,
More than rap black mask and gloves when the rent do,

Fact them written raps might get yo chin cracked,
Get yo shit detached if it’s an act and you I’m swingin’ at,
Skills to scrap but still handle drills that can peel ya cap,
Demon summoned death I breathe it's nothin when my vision black,

The streets know that if Liquid’s all in beast mode,
I can skin ya fuckin’ body wear it as an alter ego,
Rap games full of snakes wearing sheep’s clothes,
They aint got shit to say when in my presence or if we close,

F*ck a record deal I can rape and wreck the record Still,
The label that you reppin’ ain’t impress unless the check a mil,
My name coming out ya mouth you better check ya grill,
Coming at ya throat have Liquid coming out ya neck foreal,

You approach me it's over you going ghost to spirits,
My brain distorted a body hoarder emotions fearless,
Ya rap atrocious an prone to comatose those who hear It,
While I just hosted an overdose of explosive lyrics.

(Hook)

We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 
We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 

We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 
We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 


(Ian Taylor Verse)

Ha… Look…
I spit in the booth like I slip in a pussy. Raw. 
I’m poppin’ Jaws open all of ‘em drop, 
Got ‘em in awe of my jots. Yea, I’ve silenced ‘em all. 
I’m like a dog muzzle. Haters cannot bite or go bark. 

Look I’m Hopsin’s second album and Slim Shady LP.
Heads in the street rollin’. Rhymes sharp, severed the meat. 
Don’t want to meet me angry, see me let out the beast. 
Watch me one take a verse in one breath and not blink. 

See I’m not a fucking gangster anywhere in the streets,
But I would kill a mother fucker with my pen and a sheet. 
Now I don’t do well with haters. Leave ‘em dead and lacerated.
You just shouldn’t mess with Taylor. Don’t you meddle with me. 

Look I’ll roll you in a Raw Wrap and scatter the ashes.
Half of you asses outdated like an abacus addin’.
Laughin’ adamantly at you but the fact that your rappin’
Just really lacks any tallent actually saddens me savagely like,

Damn…
How can you suck so fucking much?

(Liquid Assassin Hook)

We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 
We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 

We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 
We give it to ya raw. Bet we gon’ set it off.
Ready to rock walls the minute we drop bars. 

(Ian Taylor Verse)

I’m spittin’ this poison like it’s a Liquid Assassin.
I’m rappin’ bars above their heads like I be buildin’ an attic.
An addict to this Rap Shit. Spittin’ Ritalin at ‘em.
Batterin’ whacker rappers. Badly whippin’ ill emcees asses,

In the “viciousness” fashion. Lashing at ‘em. Hackin’ and slashin’. 
Surpass em with a sharper rhyme tacked in a track then,
Flash a fire verse and burn ‘em. Shoot out battery acid, 
Out the mouth right at ‘em. Splatterin’ their backs while I’m laughin’. 

Basically I’m saying I’m displaying some greatness.
Like every page is laced with flames inside my basement it’s dangerous.
Thankfully I’m like a day away from the day that I’ll make it,
And my mommas house won’t burn from all the fucking flames I’m creatin. 

Ian Taylor’s here to stay. Where? Stuck in your chick. 
Cuz this dick was too big I just barely could fit,.
Now 9 months in the future she might pop out my kid, 
All because I couldn’t help but raw doggin’ yo bitch. Ha..

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