Friday Night

Aie C.O. I think they forgot

Ma nigga can you please remind these motha fuckaaas

Its the main cam dog get it confused

Im in the attic with the latern tryna write to through the flu

Sicker than sick tryna find the right move

Cause all i see is, blood on the wall drippin right on my shoes

This blood stains on the bathroom sink

Mixed drinks, bloody murder turn your bathroom pink

Im cuttin right through, every vein and every artery

The pain became a part of me, the porn house putting targets like a archery

My bloody valentine put a whole where his heart'll be

Tell him cancel Christmas take the lights down its dark to me

These niggas are bitches hit the court, L.A. sparks to me

Ima give them ditches pitchforks graveyards to sleep

Im a Braveheart Mel Gibson, its how ima speak

Fuck everybody, and they Momma thats what ima teach

Dump everybody, in the water with piranhas Dee

And theyll never find em, if they do they been gone for weeks

Decompose, i compose up a little murder show

Lights off, curtains close then ima let the burner go

Blood on his wife, and his momma, furthermore

This a madesicc camp crystal lake murder flow

Everything you heard before, just dont cut it

Now we back with razor blades and alcohol that we can guzzle

Mr.Nobrandt you can feel my nature

Rise through the ceiling puffin' taylors with some taylors

Thats what happened on a friday night

Bloody murder in your bedroom ima try that knife

A lot of people had to die that night

I got to eat, so that means you gon' fry that night

I gotta eat

Body sweatin like a Juggalo

I just murdered a whole family, bodies was droppin like dominoes

I slit they neck and i hit every room pokin on mothafuckas like they was getting a tattoo

But it goes real deep, get some real sleep

Suicide watch nigga trust me i ain't scared to creep

I ain't scared to die, im prepared to die

They ain't scared to lie, they ain't there for I

So im just leavin em bleedin you can believe that im breathin

Long as im breathin no liquid bout to be seepin

Lyrically eatin men, i got an appetite

These niggs ain't actin right, and they ain't rappin right

So i shook em and i took em to the afterlife

You could watch me cook em look im eatin fried brains tonight

This is a set up, niggas 'bout to get wet up

No matter what you think about me i will never let up

Im a rollin stone, i carry magazines

I dont care to stab a spleen im a hungry human being

See i create murder scenes, thats what i do thats my job

Learned it from the creep mob in the gardens (wuddup cuh)

Im a hard head, rollin with a pistol

Hard head nigga with a pistol thats schizo

Our leg cuts a lot of crystal im a sicko

Car keys give em to me im about to skeet skirt

Nigga my feet hurt, try to walk in my shoes

Dont nobody wanna go through shit just like i do

Dont nobody wanna get the clip get the bad news

Dont nobody wanna get the bullet hole tattoos

Im a pull it close, rap dudes, get treated like breakfast

Specially when my set rip, lynch hung necklace

Been done tested, the .357 but i used the coathanger.