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Your Fuckin' Head Split Lyrics

from I Need Drugs

"Your Fuckin' Head Split" is track #6 on the album I Need Drugs.
"Your Fuckin' Head Split" is track #6 on the album I Need Drugs.

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(necro)

Verse 1

Turn this shit up real fuckin loud. Drinkin the bile out your pancreas the fanciest cancerous talkin lyricist pack a shank on the hips.Your a Skanky bitch slit your rist clitoris if your inhibited I'll piss in your syphilis Incubus. Mr. Death Dr.Demise Surgeon slice.You'll die really slow if you don't appreciate life.Your wack if you don't appreciate knives the way a knife slices precice it's trife it's a demonic device.
The Chronic you light inhale for those in jail.To those in beef get impaled and burried in snails my brain's charred like burnt flesh your scarred rippin your breast apart digest your heart.

Chorus x2

Kid you know you can't fuck with this don't you know that my shit's to sick kid you know you can't fuck with this you might get your whole fuckin head split.

Verse 2

Terrorize your whole click make you suck on your own tits now spit the cancer out.Grab a glock call me sir manson alot blow your brains on the seats Varicose veins on the streets cocaine,dust and weed.Kill you slowly it's a must you bleed pop a vein in your skull from the stress.Feelin numb in your chest. Anxiety attack murder you with a variety an axe a mac a black jack a bat crack right upside your fuckin head. For talkin shit about this kid you bled sadistic and red my biscuit pumps lead.Cock it obnoxious your chopped up in boxes im toxic my topics are gothic.Morbidity you can't get rid of me the reason is humidity is shit to me.So kill your self and write a note right before the noose wraps tight around your throat.Your wind pipe is choked. Newyork is filled with tranvestites in coats helpless wenches controlled and sacrificin goats.It's death for these 2nd street derelicts reppin it sellin shit malevolent.Mad felons kid.I got three in the fam me and my man will beat you with hands leave you beneath the sand.Your sinkin quikly im thinkin im sickly I need
medication the cadabers are getting stinky.

Chorus x2

Kid you know you can't fuck with this don't you know that my shit's to sick kid you know you can't fuck with this you might get your whole fuckin head split.

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