Rozz Dyliams – Grave Rot lyrics

I got insane issues, up inside my brain tissue
Bout to send a heat seeker to find you that can't miss you
Anybody try to protect you get the same issue
And they can't stitch you back after dirty Dylane hit you
Splatter and split you to fit you inside the chipper
Im turning you into food for the caterpillars, you dumb bitch you
Can't nobody save you from the wrath of Dylan
Psychotic villian, dosia demon, dreaming of keeping my pockets fillin
In my murder manor with chains hangin off my ceiling
Many a time they get the prize I left, but never caught the killer
Needed to lure em in somehow, so now you get the picture
Even bout to get a new furnace to burn these bitches quicker
Nobody love you so I cremate you and get a bag and fill it up, and throw it out
Cause nobody coming to pick you up
I drop you on the judas cradle, then you go to heaven
Just another spanish inquisition torture method murder victim

Knock you down on to the ground, and cut your head off then I fuck it
Fuck your brains out as I watch em fall into a plastic bucket
When I was young I got corrupted
Now I think that people can hear every thought that Im thinking
When I go out in public
If you dont fuck with me youre a stupid dumb idiot
That doesnt like anything that resonates or has any substance
So I gotta do something, either by providing homicide
Or you not taking it anymore, and finally jumping
Just another worthless meatsack, just another statistic
Scraped and scooped off of the sidewalk, with exposed intestines
I give you way less than a six foot hole to rest in
Turn this scene into a body decomposing session