[Verse: Aleph]
I might just set a kid on fire, with a lighter
Throw em’ in a fryer, dryer, with some burning iron
In a pit of spiders and some Toyota tires
Then hit em’ with the Tire iron
That I used to get the tires
Damn this shit just makes me tired
I might have to take a nap
But I’ll hit em’ with a bat
While they listen to W.A.P
Then I go to sleep and thats
When I put Lil’ Tommyinit in a chokehold
While I’m writing down these vocals
Throw a sub like Jared Fogle
What a Dream we slow it down
[Hook: Aleph]
I’m not a murderer
I just like killing kids
Put em’ in a car
And drive em’ off a cliff
[verse 2: MOSHIZ]
Pull up on your hood
And i think i'm doing good
On the roof is where i stood
Killing kids sprouts my wood
Sorry did i say that out loud, oops, i didn't mean that
I just bagged up this asian dude, call em rice bags
I found some nice fags, then i fucked em in they ass
I emptied out my mag, straight onto they back
They think i'm such a blow-hard, but i blow hard
They best be watching what they say or they’ll need a mouth guard
But i ball hard, with my balls hard, call me paul blart, with that mall cart
They like “hey tard”, i'm like don’t start, before i give you that ball shart
[Hook: Aleph]
I’m not a murderer
I just like killing kids
Put em’ in a car
And drive em’ off a cliff