Nasty mind skit by Torn Lyrics

[Verse]

Microphone killer
Who gives a single fuck? Not this nigga
I have bombs on my quiver
Whatever the outcome, you know that styx is the river
I figured it out like Macgyver
I had the blunt on my hands but I didn't have the lighter
Look, I'm not a rapper, I'm a writer
But if you put a mic to my face you know that Imma ignite it
Okay, it ain't where you at it's where you're headed to
And I'm walking straight to the jaws of Beelzebub
I'll drop dead for loot, hell where my body is settled to
I'm happy here with burning corpses on my leather boots
I know that God won't forgive shit to me
And that shit ain't got my days gloomy
Fuck him, I be chilling in the loony
With a needle on my arm and a shotty to my cutis

[Outro]
This is how i do this...