[Verse 1: Abstrakt] If you wanna break this, I'll be breaking all statistics With the fancy use of all my lyrical ballistics My style is malicious, you can call me vicious Say your final wishes ‘cause you're sleeping with the fishes Flow is fantastic, I ain't lacking rap tactics Sacking on the slacking using tact when I'm attacking We hired 7 psychopaths to raid a local laundromat Of all it's ancient artifacts and gave the people heart attacks We stuffed internal organs in the back of a knapsack Carried hostages in the back of a black van We took the victims' bodies to the house of a past-ex Disemboweled bodies with the force of a vortex Slicing off the top of a man's cerebral cortex Criminal projects, stalking on targets
Only the courageous attempt to enrage us We scare them anyway, I got names on 8 pages Coming from the 1st chamber to the 36th A mind equipped with evil like the most dirty Sith When worst comes to worst, there isn't time to rehearse If you get caught slipping you might end up in a Hearst When little Johnny's missin', cue in the search mission But the mission is futile, there ain't no body of the f**ing child You can check my basement, but I ain't making promises All you'll see are knives and lives of people that are barely five And blood-splattered walls, windows draped with intestines Violence that's incessant, and d**h that's excessive [Outro]