The Appointment

The name of the beat is victory, it hit me ridiculously

Had an epiphany with a vivid vision sickening me

How would I do it? This is how, bow - listen to me

Stick a stick in your ass, spin you like some rotisserie

No sense in dissing me, in the kitchen cooking your sister, me

And my friends used to kiss her and fist her but now she’s history

No mystery, I put in her in misery with some trickery

Individually injured you both the floor was slippery

With your blood, the taste, please call up the fishery

And tell ted you’re dead, I need you fed to the ocean, see

I’m overdosing on potions and showing you no devotion

Invoking the demon spirits, they fear me cuz I’m ferocious

I’m potent and floating towards the edge, I’ll let it soak in

Type o blood all over the bed, that stands for open

The bible and try to find a title but it says no sin’s

Allowed in heaven, killed seventy-seven men but know ten

There’s no friend to transcend blame for my demented binge

Feel sane but then again, my brain’s adrenaline

In my veins is medicine for killing these gentlemen

My regimen of strikingly sacrificing all denizens

Pen is in, serious ink, I think I should repent

Vengeance of bringing you to life to see you dead again

Torment they underwent is all spent from my revenge

My penitentiary, sentence, it shall extend

Be there a century, eventually I’ll get out again

And come after your family, my fantasy is to attend

Your funeral and watch your parents and grandparents celebrate

Your death in a second they would never check if I demonstrate

Any remorse or guilt, they’d be hey, sure he killed

One of our only four children, but he would be unfulfilled if

He didn’t take the barbed wire and try to be quiet to start a fire

And slide the wire, inside of him must be riot

But we don’t advise you to try it, cuz we just deny it

Say it never happened – it fact him and I are tired of

Rappers having their seizures and cheating death at their leisure

Easier to meet Jesus than to teach me how to be featured

I’m an evil creature, eager to be deeper than your preacher

Either your teacher follows procedure or I simply beat her

With sneakers, turn up the heater, scream baby like justin bieber

I get a bat like I’m jeter and attack like the grim reaper

Crack her back like eggs on easter and feed her to who will eat her

Like saint peter and peter griffin on a teeter-totter, I’m lifting

The cedar up and I’m ripping her skull open centimeters

She’s bleeding, her teeth are leaking fluid, I’m not a lip reader

Expectations are exceeded, no hesitation is needed

In fact the taste of a fetus is more than enough to please us

So squeeze us until we burst, seed drips into the dirt

Defeat? It never hurt – everyone just thinks it’s worse

Than death itself but being dead inside is just as well

Don’t like me? Put nike in your psyche – check yourself

God almighty, goodness, how can I put this lightly?

Fight me; make your hair stand - like it’s spiky

Yes I might be, chasing you in your nightmares

Running up a flight of stairs, turn around - I’m right there

I never fight fair - plus I keep a tight square

Your circle’s snakes on a plane and I paid the flight fare

Now who says they’re the illest, who really wants it with jimmy?

Used to be skinny but now I’m 200 lbs and I’m winning

Women call me the dirty bastard because I shimmy shimmy

Gimme a lot, if I’m a yacht, then you must be a dinghy

Similar to chingy, watch out, it’s one call away

Something's pulling me back from putting you to shame

That's what you're calling game? Please return your x-box

Shitting on you, chocolate rain, like I’m popping ex-lax

How can you accept that, I’m the best and step back

It’s cuz you’re a little bitch, everyone rejects that

You do not impress cats, yet I’m the cat’s meow

And I know exactly how to get you chickens acting fowl

Raise you like the rock’s eyebrow; who is looking fly now?

If you don’t know me by now, you might as well lie down

Commit suicide now, your life is at its highest point

Which is the lowest point in my life’s whole entire joint

That’s beside the point; the point is your life’s pointless

Your career has a date with death – here’s your appointment