Homicide - Lord Infamous

Yeah, Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter

I smack yo mammy in the head with a hatchet hoe

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

You can see the Devil Shyt when you look in my eyes

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

Snort a line, split you from your neck to your spine

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

I’mma take you on that long motherfuckin ride

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

I’mma fuck around and take your motherfuckin life

Plasma spill, Navy SEAL, serial kill skill

Bitch it’s Lord from Amityville, mass murderer with sexappeal

Milli ill, leave your ass in rigor mortis

Circled by the roaches, maggots decomposin'

Dead as a motherfucker, nerves still jerkin'

Nigga am I tweakin' or this bitch look like he twerkin'

Body everybody from the center to peripheral

I’mma keep it minimal, bloody and real physical

Hydra-Shoks blast, heatin' like a fuckin lava mag

Inside bakin', feelin' death awaitin'

Inside inferno, feelin' like you got cremated

Fill 'em with formaldehyde, flesh is still shakin'

Evil, malicious, devilish, vicious

There’s no description, call the mortician

Triple 6 psychosis, visions are ferocious

Come and take a visit into Crows hypnosis

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

You can see the Devil Shyt when you look in my eyes

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

Snort a line, split you from your neck to your spine

Homicide, nigga, all I see is Homicide

I’mma take you on that long motherfuckin ride

Lyrical heroin syringes, back with bad intentions

Bitch I’ve done decision, I’m about to bend ya

Make some deep incisions, Triple 6 ninja

Dark night avenger, thirty I’ll send ya

When this mag pinch ya, break down your dimension

Place you like a picture, layin' there disfigured

Black-blooded negro, fuckin' black weirdo

Nigga I’m not jokin', snatch your jugular out yo throat

Spill your damn chitlins, layin' on da sidewalk

Something dumb provoke me

Got you garglin', snortin' blood clots

Hellgates open, slaughter in slow motion

Lord the locomotive, keep that barrel smokin'

Crow is full of potion, coke and purple lotion

I’mma super soak him, bag him up and tote him

Throw him in the river, where he shake and shiver

Muddy Mississippi nigga, won’t nobody miss ya