MASTER-CREATIVE

(MASTER-CREATIVE) gigantic the alien has landead robbing your brian your skull has expanded my lanten ive planted onto the ground to shine the light on the damage thats found dont make music for the norms now that your boared got all my fans writing and filling out forms oh yes of course please pull the cord to open the trap door cleverly designed as a part of my floor and leaving mcs dropped in my pit with no ladder to climb back up out of it a phsyco maniac ready for bed with a gun and hatchet and bandages to cover my face whats up all welcome to the ratrace before we began your grate transformaton a slight side note on your painful gentic mutation ive attached meny targets from miles away with my serverd head cut clean from the neck a humongous hoard of undead with a longlist of underlived friends a thousand fucking lies a million guests a goddamm que for the most bodasous quest but i still remain so mentally vext got my sights set on whats comes next so come one come all hear em calling out names landmines scattared all over the place with bits of my last foes face have you trapped in a cell for days no sleep nope you wont get a peep make you feel insignificat and fantictly weak my bars are heavy manic and deep like iron chains wrapped around your feet so hold your breath your going under fill up the tank full of water my base is buried so deep underwater the one elevator you need to use to gain accsess is out of order so meny problems only one solution use a sliver bullet shot though the homemade constertuiton so il save the last one for the next MCs exocution this a smybol of resolution a new ice age a coldwar revolution be more evil and sinister than valimere putin got you cornerad in your own horn your be tootin but weedkiller roots is the only thing im uprooting some of these sucka mcs need a good hard bootin use and abuseing all the drugs they can get dont need a fix to feel like a 100 percent ive got my own methods of heavensent like blasting dirty sluts all across the bedroom they dont ask for much getting high of the fumes of weedsmoke in the livingroom nothing is senserire just doom and gloom wanna have the skills like legolas played by olando bloom i watched lord of the rings so i know the moves yo this is what the promised land will do promise you a chance of hope to brake throw the 4th dimentional wall scalping the brawl breaking my bones hitting your jaw white blooded knuckles redder than before a serial killer with a sense of no accpomlishments at all im lying on the floor hoping she would come and visit me more if i didnt have staines and brian juice on my overalls she never calls yo your life is wack if you practice black magic perhaps so now your running laps around the house while im in the attick i sneak around until i hunt you down while you frown why all you bitches got bring me down like lil peep making money downtown street credit is comming out of my bank account like a direct debit charge so blow up the barge and im just living large yeah living large.