DJ Grumble - Front Page II lyrics

Yeah! Haha yeaah. Guess what kiddies? Your favorite rapist is back! YES! I was resurrected And now you're all fu*kED “Oh my god, what are we gonna do?!” Haha, b**h! Just another day in the neighborhood a newspaper hangs on the telephone pole with two staples On the front page, a woman was found with huge ladle shoved in her a** Mutilated wrapped in two cables with a stick through her They found a note covered in semen so it could stick to her What kind of sick humor? The note said: “Got Filth” with a question mark With a map attached to it with the X's marked The cops traced it, and called the whole squad from the station They got anxious to comprehend to brain rapist And just when the pigs thought they figured him out They found ten more bodies when they went to his house Diggin' ‘em out the garden, under the tomatuhs Razor blade cuts on the bodies it would take a real sick f** to use the same decoration Take the arms and the legs off and replace ‘em! sh**! (Hook) Now before you let ya day begin, tell ‘em all it's not safe again I'm on the front page mama if these n***as tryna come get me If I die, well I'm takin' some with me I'm a real sick f** And you don't want it with me, motherf**er you don't want it with me, ‘cause I'm a real sick f**! And you don't want it with me, motherf**er you don't want it with me! Motherf**er Return of the furry hat-fellow with a potty mouth ‘Finna add another dozen bodies to the body count Open the porto-potty and let the dead bodies out Dirty motherf**er, never change like Bobby Brown Probably out somewhere in the woods with a damn musket Bust a b**hes head then s** her flesh pumpkins If she didn't want me to s** ‘em she should've said somethin' Now it's too late, I'm in between her legs munchin' Havin' head rushings from all the sick thoughts Bought a pair of hedge clippers and a big cross Hang you upside-down and cut your limbs off Then put your body back together like a jigsaw Pull the old switcharoo with the limbs Draw the same decoration on your skin while the sh**'s raw Then blame society when I get caught The television made me do it mama, it's his fault (Hook) You thought it was just another normal day at Disneyland ‘Till you see Mini Mouse get thrown in a mini van Gang raped by fifty fans Midget Army train comin' through your tunnels with no jimmies and No K.Y. to stop the dicks from gettin' jammed Goin' in dry and puttin' pics on Instagram Circle jerkin' with Freddy Krueger and Edward Scissorhands While Bloody Mary's in the middle doin' the Riverdance You never met a motherf**er sicker than If so, point him out, I'ma make him sh** his pants Welcome to my ill tape made of thrill hate Meant to depopulate the world like Bill Gates Stab you in the head as soon as you feel safe They'll have to replace your f**in' skull with a steel plate Went to bed with ten b**hes and I k**ed eight I'm back on the front page and it feels great (Hook)