{Verse 4: Crucified}
I'm 'bout to be the killer when I put the fucker from the sinner and
I’m wicked in pacific motherfucker let a ?penny? he's
Offended by the endin', money coping ?need a person?
The rhymes that are pumpin’ getting, I'm a master of the syllable, the coper
Put the hand in the, the fire in this ritual, I point 'em out and seal 'em

Sick of the fuckery, bringin’ em over the morgue and then pass it up bringin’ it makin’ and makin’ the pussy and breakin’ a pass it up bringin’ and pullin’ my trigger they get a boy did em mother-fuck then get a motherfucker pull up another victim

Find 'em in the dark in the park, part split 'em
And I eat em like a shark, better start in the kitchen
Get defeated, they depart, and their hearts stop beatin'
See, the murder my department I start so conceited
So the devil’s at your park, finna spark that, even if a motherfucker charge at that bar and they cheapen
Like I'm lookin’ for a bargain for hearts of the people
Ain’t peaceful I’m rotten like evil
Up there in the stars I’m flying, I see you
And i mean it, bars so don't even start
'cause I eat out your heart, that lethal

Cannibalism I kill 'em there and i’ll get em whenever to get em with fluid so really i’m makin’ the price it'll be your life

I never give a fuck about a reminisce what did he do beating the wicked about to pull my life

But I gotta keep it real
So naturally talented, I focus and I chill
I gotta get em in the field
Now i gotta throw the bodies and their probably in the still
Turned up duck and cover their bodys reminisce in a sense
I’m in ?wanna summon? land but understand I am that man