DELECTORFIED

[Intro: Gambol (The Joker)] So... dead, that's 500 (How about alive?) (You wanna know how I got these scars? [Verse One: Danimal Lector] Y'all know me, got an oz of that O.G kush Oh me, oh me, oh my, so high I'mma piss and tell you it's rainin' Everybody loves me like I'm Raymond All I'm saying is bitch I'm famous Head full of shit like a dick in your anus Yes, I've risen to greatness No religion could save this I'm wasted and plastered In outer space like I'm NASA White in the face like I'm Casper Basically baked like a cracker So take this, you slackers In the faces, you bastards And I'm from a place they call Stratford White boy, but no relation to Asher I'mma pop up, like Jason and grab ya With a blade that looks like it came off a tractor Brain hanging after, chainsaws and laughter Maniac, with a Masters in disasters In the back, I am slaughtering crews Make a move, I got audibles dude I'm awkward and rude, gawking at you Bitch, suck dick, out-clocking his crew You ain't shit, face it Back to the basics Jack, I'm proud of my aces Leave you with a belly full of lead like you ate some pages Buddy, buddy, loosen your laces Never see me badder type I'm out of this world like a satellite You're the faggot type I don't even know what being average is like So tell me, I bet that you would know All day in the studio Making hits, but truly though I'm the shit, you can call me booty-hole No Coolio, but I'm in paradise Life's a game, but like a pair of dice I'm on top, yes very nice Good thing I ain't scared of heights Y'all know me, still the same L-E-C-T-O-R Smellin' me, like you're smelling pee You're probably thinking who the hell is he? Well you see, you mumbling bum You're done, I've come with an abundance of puns Against me your chance is a hundred to one Only thing I'm under is the sun Ring your doorbell, punch and run Just for some fun Fuck it, I'm dumb Tighter than the buns on a nun Iron liver, with a tough set of lungs Yup, here he comes Hut, hut, hike! It's General Custard with a rusty pipe Like FUCK YOUR LIFE Here we go again [The Joker] Why so serious? [Verse Two: Danimal Lector] It's the beast from the East Leave a beat deceased Deep beneath my feet See the cleats? Then beat it, Screech I'mma kick it till you eat your teeth No need for sleep, then sneak a peek Puffin' on that PMP Red hairs everywhere, you know I stay Khalifa, geek Steadily climbin', who's ready as I am? Man, you? You should advise a plan two I am higher than you And I'm so fucking fly I can glide to Cancun In a Spider-Man suit and a pair of Iron Man's boots Dude, you're not even hot I am rocking the spot Vodka shots, and lots of pot Glock in the sock I'm the shit dot com back slash, I'm popping a squat And not gonna stop Don't wave bye, motherfucker, say hi The rest of you rappers, well, take five Now it's my turn, may I Say that I'm one crazy guy Ain't no way you'll take me alive I'm soulless and careless You can blame both of my parents For creating this monster, they're probably totally embarrassed But fuck it, you're buggin' if you ain't lovin' the flow Hundred below, I'm too cool, and always on, stuck and go Never stop, but you'll keep hating till I'm dead I'm Patrick Bateman in your basement, 'bout to paint the fucking nature red