The Rapture (Feat. Meth Mouth, Swifty Mcvay, Bizarre, King Gordy & Sean Strange)

[Meth Mouth]

Its the lyrical genocide

My men at war spread like pesticide

Knocked on heavens door, beheaded and petrified

Talk shit, get offed within the enterprise

Step aside, I'mma let it fly like this set of knives

Switch blade, carve 'em, said I couldn't hang

Because the colour of my skin, watch the skin hang off em

I'm just stating facts its the serrated tongue with the jaded rap

I traveled to hell with the best and made it back

Take a bump from the sadist punk

Tired of chasing drugs so drew an x through my wrist to mark the place to cut

They found Meth as good as dead on the curb

Shot up the wrong vein addictions really getting on my nerves

[King Gordy] (chorus)

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

Off two hits of cocaine, I am killin' everythin'!

This is

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

So what the game when I blow out your brains!

Murder! Torture! Death! pain!

Off two hits of cocaine, I am killin' everythin'

This is

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

So what the game when I'm blowin' out your brains!

[Swifty McVay]

You musta been smoking a boulder

For fucking with a soldier that's sicker then Ebola

I roll up on the whole with a chainsaw

Turned his little toddler to coleslaw

Im gonna expose y'all

Savagely swarm balls

I paint walls, leave ya crib the massacre colour

Lifting up this match just to blast whoever

I sever heads from shoulders

Don't want a sword, put my hands around his neck till I snap their vocal cords

Fuck your authority!

I grab a weed grubby from Gordy

And get to stomping niggas fast as sororities

They either speaking under they breath

Or ignoring me

Cause bossing up get the ass stretched on a gurney

[King Gordy] (chorus)

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

Off two hits of cocaine, I am killin' everythin'!

This is

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

So what the game when I blow out your brains!

Murder! Torture! Death! pain!

Off two hits of cocaine, I am killin' everythin'

This is

Murder! Torture! Death! Pain!

So what the game when I'm blowin' out your brains!

[Bizarre]

Dressed in all black, Death attire

I'm Michael Myers mix with Omar from The Wire

Read the flyer, Bizarre performing live tonight

Let me ask you a question, is you ready to fucking die tonight

Two little boys, nine and eight

Sodomized and raped

Got em fucking scared straight

Menace to society

Without the grades

I borrowed out the phase

Mess with full blown AIDS

Ten OC's about to OD

Beat your newborn up like the UFC

Im in Long Island hiding out

Killer, murder, pain, that's what Bizarre's about

[Sean Strange]

Ayo a true lunatic

Shoot the shit with the creep

I'd rather off a beat a day than move a brick in a week

Collision with me?

Ill leave you to eternally bleeding

Have you no longer walking and re-learning to read

If we further from greed the dream turning to green

Believe I keep murder between my shirt and my jeans

You work for the clean and roam around the earth like a fiend

I rep 9/12/82, the birth of a king

And bring the verbal torture oughtta move with caution

You'll need help

I breathe hell with D12 and leave welts with seat belts

And rebound with brain manipulation from the nation of pain

You wet like rain precipitation when you breaking the vein