Gore by FRAZZLDAZZL Lyrics

Blood stay pouring from every other orifice
A morgue bitch
Storing all the corpses
A hannibal waring, touring
Porking all the whores who doing all my chore shit
A manipulative stipulator
Get another corpus
I'm evil to the core
When I stimulate a simulator
Cannot articulate to the Lord
No way I fucking matriculate to the corps
All these posers gonna fucking dissimilate, what for
Better listen to your mother when she did her best to bore
The devil on Earth
My ripples got girth
A cripple from birth
Gonna catch another felony in the morning
Triple six counts of murder
I been fucking soaring
Gonna hear another judge give me a warning
Pop another bottle
Make the hoe do the corking
Rob another liquor store
Make the kids do the forking
Ship across the ocean
Pay the feds to do the shoring
She called me fucking boring so I'm living with a death wish
Is it really that important?
Never gave a fuck so what's the point of fucking flooring
Shedding all my clutter
I been burning all the hoarders
Hiding all my product
I be living by the border
Seeing all the bullshit
Welcome to my order
Gonna have a meeting to kill the fucking warden
Have another case
What the fuck was that for when I could have had a normal life
To cruise and snooze and still be roaring
You lose the booze and still be snoring
You choose to amuse and still be torn up