Blood Out Your Heart

Every member of my family
droppin like tropical canopies
and makin me think about when ima have to stand alone and be

still today still hope aint yet never killed a fucker
why would god feel fit to take away the mind of my mother and my brother?

Now like Ima wait till after we fade?
why would i be a killa after clean slate?
life is a modern product of hollywood cunt cliche

kill all long ago friends whos hearts still beatin,
go get that revenge
change life and be that event that turns a hungry group to feastin
like a zombie horde creepin
only holy drugs got us sleepin
all through the day and wake at night and sit screamin...

you afraid child?
the first body dropped is really just a taste... try it
flip a car, strip the art of war, control the poor and start a fuckin rodney king riot

the worlds always gonna be mad countless through the battle mist
grab the cloth of the samurai catalyst
NOW WHO THE FUCK GONNA CHALLENGE THIS

shapeless eyes dilated
and filled to the brim with my hatred
and dont worry what my god damn blades caked with