Lyrics
This is snuff rap the fuck you up drug rap
Dungeon drums you get dumped in the gulag
Murder kit in my trunk like a lunch pack
Silhouette in the woods of a hunchback
Bodies wrapped in a rug like a blunt wrap
All my cases get stuck with a thumb tack
Competition is done boy I run laps
Deadly silence at once when the gun claps
Step into my office
Yes I got the skeletons scattered in the closet
On that missing 411 when the sun sets
No trace no face no suspects
I'm judge dredd with the lawgiver
Door kicker cult ref raw wicked horrorcore spitter
The yellow sign on the fence reads caution
As the beast from within lays dormant
This is snuff rap the art of brutality
Fee fi fo fum the hum of the melody
And it's also the source of my salary
At the auction awards shows and galleries
Insanity captured in a bottle
When you start to guzzle it you tremble to the wobble
No signal at the end of this tunnel
No light neither straight jacket and a muzzle
The padded walls are moving in on me faster
Head spinning like a break-dancer
Only bust shit with that screwface factor
Bitch I got the juice you'll have a toothache after
Body in the bathtub money in the stash spot
Cold nights nose runny in the alley with the gat cocked
Breaking through your padlocks smirking
A shadow in the backdrop lurking