Knife In Your Spine (Satanic Wordplay) chords and lyrics - MR. HYDE

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[Verse 1]
[Am]Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls,
dyin' time's here.
[Em][Am]
[Em][Am]
The brutalest rapper on earth will murder you through [Em]a verse,
murder you in person,
personally I personify pervertedly
hurting you
Perfectly, powerfully smashing you,
potently pitch a perfect [Am]pandemonium
Pleasureful pain, I can go to send
Damnation, rap attracts devastation,
guts, levitation
Medication, axe, hacks into your back,
[Em]revelation
Premonition, demolition, death,
doctrine, concoc[Am]tion
Cock the block back when there's
no option for boxing
A representation of hesitation,
pulling it out or not using [Em]it
A disaster waiting, [Am]pro crastina[Em]tion
Rocking black, re -box,
chasing you for three block[Am]s
Facing your dead gun,
smack you and pop you with three shots
And back to you waiting,
[Em]mys teriously, seriously
[Am]Des troy you deliriously like
a conspiracy theory
[Em]The spirits are near me, d[Am]on't irritate me
The pirates of violence, let loose the virus
The science that created me
The ambassador of massacre,
mass murder and slurs
Trafficking white slaves in the
world this racket occurs
[Em]Shotguns and pump action,
dumb fraction[Am]s of metal
Shrapnel, actual caps peeled
in your physical capsule
My lyrics factually, naturally
More rugged than your average savage
If you average it mathematically
[Em]Numerically stick in your wrist or pick
[Am]Still count down to the blitz
People like pixel plicks
Sick, sick, sick
Death comes in the worst way
[Dm]Death come[Em]s in the worst
way
Through satan[Am]ic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
Death comes in the worst way
You can't beat it, join in
[Em]Death comes in the worst way
Through satan[Am]ic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
I got the mind of a poacher
With the [Em]pride of a soldier
Choose [Am]the lion or cobra
I reply when I'm older
See, [Em]ma turity counts
I'm selling core by the ounce
I'm pretty [Am]sure the amount's
You're with sickness,
provoke [Em]my i[Am]nstincts
You'll be cut to gib[C]lets,
your throat[Am]s and
wrists slit
Jab [Em]your jugular, it hurts
Stab your skull until it [Am]squirts
Your blood'll burst and add another color
to your shirt
Turn your fleet to chopped meat
You'll be [Em]bludgeoned and [Am]vexed
Leave your teeth on the concrete
And your skull on a stick
All delu[Em]sions of grandeur
Get excluded from stanzas
No [Am]eluding the panther
The ensuing of cancer
You'll get exquisite visions
By blades [Em]that make in[C]cisions
A vision of you [Am]bitches to bits
With rigid scissors
Sli[Em]cing through you fucks
leave a scuff on my sword
Guts will [Am]slide across the floor
like a puck
and shuffleboard
My
Glock is shot with force, leaving [Em]you a
rotting corpse
A hundred mile of [Am]torso towards
a jungle holocaust
Don't [Em]fear the
Reaper cause I'm just a
fact of life
What you should [Am]fear is once you're
dead I'll probably attack your wife
Give your ghost something to watch,
putting roaches in her crotch
Chop a package up to parts
and put the postage on the box
When the [Em]chrome spit your dome split,
the kiss of death is [Am]blown bitch
Leave you in the cold stiff,
stinking like the homeless
Death comes in the worst way
[Dm]Death come[Em]s in the worst
[Am]way
Through satanic wordplay
Here's a knife in your spine
Death comes in the worst way
You can't beat it, join it
[Em]Death comes in the worst
[Am]way
Through satanic wordplay
Here's a knife in your [Em]spine
[Am]
[Em][Am]
[Em][Am]
[Em]
[Am]Thanks [Dm]for watch[Em] ing[Am]!
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