Smells Like (feat. R.A. The Rugged Man / Mic Buddah)

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder

When God comes it curtains, baby butchering

Bloodthirsting and body burnin’

Rupturing aneurysms from your brain burstin’

I smack leatherface and laugh at jason

I stick my dick in that lucifer chick

That used the crucifix for masturbation

Satan’s coroner, kiddies lock your door, it’s the art of war

Spittin’ horrorcore since lionel richie was a commodore

Its 'm' for murder hitchcock

I start a convo, like who you like better, big or pac

Then I suck your pussy ‘til your clit pop

Yeah boy, like I’m flavor flav with a big clock

Dispatchin’ any competetor, you’re regular

Detachin’ your your retina, the bloodsheder bitches piss on me

My dick meat stink like pastrami

My white ass is whiter than mitt romney

Hillary clinton can get her clit done with my big tounge

Have the bitch strung, once me dick swung, her lip drip cum

When I bust I leave more than

Your face and your mouth smothered

I leave your coach and your

Living room and your whole house flooded

‘Til every fan bumps this, I’m

Rowdy ravenous and rambunctious

Have white bitches wearin’

Hammer pants dancin’ to can’t touch this

I paint pictures on canvases

Stick a fist up your bitches like hand puppets

Pussy gargalin lickin’ your clam nuggets

Lyrically you ain’t never caught a body

I dunk your head and make you drink

The shitty piss water in the porter potty

Lesbian orgy with earthlings and green bitches fuckin in public

I’m on some other shit, I get aliens on a mothership suckin’ dick

I’m the best and that’s it, put me on top your rap list

Have all the dead rappers come out their graves, and do my ad-libs

Bitch, c’mon

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder

They say you are what you eat

I don't recall eating a fuckin’ rapist

I throw a rock up in the sky and hit

A freakin’ spaceship, I’m goin’ ape shit

Hey bitch, how come everytime you give me head

My dick get cut up by the seam of your braces

A grown man that still lives in his mama’s basement

Dissect a fuckin’ ape and give it a brain replacement

I murk y'all, bitch you soft as a nerf ball

Auto-erotic asphyxiation, choke myself when I jerk off

Put your ass in the dirt dog, created the law of kershaw

But the pussy smell like pamino's, then man that's just a turn off

None of you dumb fucks concernin’ us

I tie you to the gas stove in hell tell lucifer turn the furnace up

Me and r.a. The rugged, you fuckers gon’ love it

You a bitch, you snuggle with men, take dick, kiss it and chug it

I’m a glut and eat buckets of nuggets of human flesh

And blow his rap budget on crack, snacks and puppets

Fuck a metaphor, I metamorph into a feather dwarf

With a knife and slam my dick inside the dresser drawer

Strangle you, I strangelin’ myself to see who die quicker

Poppin’ your casket with a pistol like surprise nigga

So when we die, make it to the pearly gates

When God don’t let me in I clap his ass with this.38

Forensic scientists can’t even identify the shit that I did to the bodies

Blood stain in the lobby, morphine in the iv, cut scalpel when I see

I'm fly to death, kamikaze, I’m probably in illuminati

Fuck a beat, I rock over a queef

And if I go broke I’m stickin’ kanye west for his teeth

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder

Looks like, feels like murder

Smells like, tastes like murder

Feels like, tastes like murder

Must be murder