Slug Christ - Bane lyrics

[Verse 1] Gimme all you Benzos and racks I think I'm Vincent Vega when I cop a dope sack Yeah these hoes all gla** You wanna do work or you just want this a** Why I feel like a hot a** b**h ? A thot want my vag like they got teen dick Swear I had big tits tight slit Long hair than skin and my daddy was rich s**as clay All these ducks think I'm gay Roll it catch this sh** on tape Discovered how to vomit on the face of a tame Sunflowers on the pants no sh** Step up in club while I'm takin' a sh** Reverse blade on a p**y a** lick Battousai when I k** you b**h Runnin' through the mince Hunnids for the imps The few demons on my back want bliss But TGE methods they employ lack all common sense She cough up all bu*t nuts I force fed to you mother She tied up in my bunker No solace in you comfort [Verse 2] f** it up, f** it up hoe Cyndaquil light with the way that I glow Really I lack all control Slug cannot cope Slug cannot cope 12:20 gun powder foil 4:50 pukin' in the toil Black and white sh** straight all noir Blood in my vomit that sh** hit the boil All brimstone my words Sever through you torso with the flamewheel burns k** me, k** me, k** me b**h it's not you turn Move youself into the line of the suicidal girls For a rack I can split you from the bottom Throw a few more and I'll straight up dissolve you Young Slug b**h murder no problem Necronomicon read the Slug God column What's that That's me Abomination Jesus Slug Demon half breed Messiah to a gen of dope fiends Siftin' through dimensions like a ghost holy Real with the purge Euthanize Earth Bombs in my hand as I steady swag surf Kelly Slater with the paper as I murk Slug in you throat how you like this girth Y'all borin' I don't f** with you people Eyes wander scared When pull out 3 kind of illegal Soul resonance no equal Blair witch my hoe Burn down that steeple Occult witch craft flow Do not call me daddy b**h that sh** is f**in' weird But you call me Vishnu cuz I'm supreme tween you stream Beat it, beat it senseless you gon' probly fall in love And start hallucinatin' when you ingest that Slug cum Dusk over top of me Twilight hypotheses Clockin' the Glock when these f**as is copyin' When I get poppin' be No chance of stoppin' me Murder then murder what I deem hypocracy You claim autocracy Really just jockin' me Obviously watchin' me Possibly stalkin' me Slug in this b**h with a couple sacks probably Flippin' the work right outside of the dollar tree