Verse 1:
With a bang for your buck cats lives cost 9 rounds

fur can't hide claw marks on bloodied tounge tied crowns

How it sounds is we must be starving in this dog eat dog world

Sharp canines break the skin dull ones just chasin after squirels

Getting militant Referals
by little boys and girls

Under the influence of soft serve ice cream swirls

Ithat's why my Salivary glands have just found my dinner

workin hard to get collected after stretching myself thinner

Just a sinner and for dessert eat whats in the forehead

And even when one mind is full the others gettin force fed

Inherently off course and concioulsy out of line

Nuggets packed with thought are broken
Down to the drop of a dime

Its time Show me the ropes to see how one would get a head inside the loop

So when its time to hang dry my mouths wet by slurping down the duck soup

Shackled to words

Tackled by verbs

Orderin orderves of Adjectives served

My 6th sence is the sence of disturbed

Say what's observed

Stigmatized
Blazed one among teary eyes

The bottom drops out along with hopes that don't rise
that's no surprise

Red blood sells for green with cheap prices on tags

If They Dont run in related veins they're flowing in Body bags


Verse 2:
Not a tentative type
but can tell when the corpse is ripe

With an apple of an eye eaten by a worm to make a pipe

Like a metal mouth veteran denchers lock in their jaws

Watching the eyes meat and pan over a blanket of gauze

See a firm grasp with daggers eyes that were sharpened by swords

Used for bowing violence and slicing resonant chords

Implored to fire off excessive railway spikes

Stressed to keep on implementing random missile strikes

Like a snake tounge Lickity split in two

Unevenly divided up 2 for me and none for you

Proximity annonomityTounge gets twisted and tide

Sourest type of victory advertised Sugar free pride

How they died
petrified its Formulaic

Severed limbs and bodies to form a blood red Mosaic

Paint with brush with death and a 48 pack of crayons

To draw out a pentagram and jump right into a seance

And choas in the air making body shapes Obscured

With dusk and ash in faces hate never braced us with a cure

Endure Diluted elixirs as mixtures of tears and sweat

Chased with a needle dipped in veins just to get the tip wet




Verse 3:
I intend to offend
Foreign to the concept of friend

Shark eyes stare dead ahead even when the road starts to bend

Side tracked by skull cracks till brain's exposed

Not containing thought leaving a calcium case forclosed

Impose upon a useless mind strung to a broken spine

Branching off into open sores leave em out to Soak in brine

With Conversations wading to topics of Dark matters

Accounting for what we never see mixed in the minds batter

And served on a fine platter
Splattered with cream of tar tar

Wash it down with aged coniac and a side of caviar

Maybe fuagra
Nothing to loose but an appetite

Cheap shots to the stomach after taking only half a bite

Milk for all we're worth and skimming skin right off the tops

Like the pain from a Scratch and sniff that wreaks when blood drops

Fights between coded arms tattooed with stripes and stars

Inking victims from the chin up with gruesome scrapes and scars

Removed by the craft of skin grafts and cheap cigars

Held in place by bandages and nylon ripped from guitars

Parts of brokendown cars and a cup of dry ice

Drenched with liquid nitrogen and Submerge in fried rice

Designed to be not nice

I'll say it again intend to offend
Foreign to the concept of friend