Kill

[STaTiiX] I got to heaven, stabbed God in the pancreas Now I'm sitting in Hell's kitchen, sniffin' angel dust I cypher with demons, the type of elitist To get to knifing a fetus cuz your wife has been breeding duds Then I'm siphoning Jesus' blood to mix with the lean in my cup So drink it up and chase it with a fifth of rum, bitch Smothering my lungs in a pungent and chronic substance You ain't fucking with me, I'm vicious with ripping drum kicks I'll kick a pregnant bitch in the stomach, I'm one sick puppy Big dog evolving, the type to stalk with revolvers Bing-bonging off the wall, tossing bodies up outta coffins Got the zombies' heads knoddin' as I'm droppin' acapellas Crowd-surfin' em, let em breathe the spliff-smog, worshipin' You wanna play a game? Got that Jigsaw sportsmanship Corporal corpsin' it, poison coursing in blood-flow So make some noise unless of course you want the snub-nose