[Lyrics]
Imma sadist,
Masochist,

Fuck myself up,
I've suffered since,

Chained that self up,
Lost that innocence,

Just a broken tool,
THEY SAY "GOOD RIDENCE"

It's not a fuckin joke,
Hands and knees on the floor,

Chain on that bitches throat,
Layin' on that bathroom sore.

Screamin she wants a choke,
those temptations adored,

Secreted under my control,
Damnation up roared.

Fuck this mask,
Imma tear it off,

Like a joker's task,
Just drowned in loss,

Ripped 
Finna Understand that rancid cost,
Break a mirror,
It gets clearer,
Berating that sauce,

I'll just fuck these emotions away,
Till I sit up and describe my notions today,

Ripping meat apart,
Just like a fuckin Buffet,

Fuckin bitches up,
A minor ED Gein Astray,

SOCIOPATHIC BITCH!..

But don't fuck with me [AYE!]
Or you'll get diced by ma-chete
clean through, sprayed, up inside yo' brain,

What do I gotta Say?!

(HIGHER PITCH) 2X
He's in pain
He's Insane!
Fuck with him, N'
Lose yo' Brain!

I'm not like the others My brain don't work,
Speaking latin, imma interficiemus te

The pain through me Shit doesn't fuckin hurt,
Hittin vocal cords, qui nocet stercore

Through the numbness,
I protract n' Dessert,

"Don't worry bout me"
Shit ill Say that for it to work,

Imma Dark Void..
Got that Chain wrapped around that fuckin extension cord,

Rippin through extensional Sword,
Double Edged, My vocals soared,

I scream than Synched,
Just demanding that fuckin Accord!

DON'T FUCK WITH ME!

IMMA SATAN CLAUS!

UNSTABLE WITH CROSS

LOST VICTUMLESS FLAWS!

CAUSE IMMA SATAN CLAUS!

SATAN CLAUS

SATAN CLAUS [Prod. Blunt Christ]

Lyrics:
*HUM*
Tell me what you wanna hear

Tell me what you wanna hear,
Tell me this shit ain't clear,

I'm drowning up in everclear,
Now Tell me why you cheated here,

Thats right..
Now lets be honest..

Bitches only hit it from the top, kamakze,
Talking like their shit right, she's a ponsy,

I ain't no fuckers bitch,  illuminati,
Sinners in futuristic views, wantin our money,

Now we turning it down, come on, lets be honestly,
honey, up in the sunny.. d.. (Shit aint for me)

This is the living spree,
like a black friday hoing fee,

Guys have to setup walls,
haunted by past bitches,

but why can't we,

notably, fixating on a girl
yet it aint right, so we, 

capsacin, fire n ashes,
feel the spaces, as distances relapsin,

Shit keeps hapennin,

sappin my energy,
ripping through my chi,

venemous words keep on describin me,

cappin fuckers through the rhymes I deplore n see,

ass n tits, nah, i like to fuck with personality,

yet a fat guy is locked in shackles, thats the fucked life honestly..

honestly..

*HUM*
Tell me what you wanna hear

Tell me what you wanna hear,
Tell me this shit ain't clear,

I'm drowning up in everclear,
Now Tell me why you cheated here,

Tell me what you wanna hear,
Tell me this shit ain't clear,

I'm drowning up in everclear,
Now Tell me why you cheated here,

Got a cheater on the left,
Got a cheater on the right,

bitches ain't shit,
boats n hoes all through the night,

stitches on the heart,
stabbed by jagged knifes,

words are a thousand daggers,
construed by those manipulative stars,

Shh, shut up, "I'm Fine"

F for fuckin up my life,
pay respects, cause bitch I might.

I by heaving lungs inside,
contorted my mind by a bewitching eye,

N systematically broken, I can't hide,
Up in the corrective center cause of spermacide,

E, sappin energy crunched girls who ghost me,
cause the last thing I want is left on read, bitch knows me,

but
Maaan thats alright..
 
So lets honest..

Girl, Come on, Lets be honest..

*HUM*
Tell me what you wanna hear

Tell me what you wanna hear,
Tell me this shit ain't clear,

I'm drowning up in everclear,
Now Tell me why you cheated here,

Tell me what you wanna hear,
Tell me this shit ain't clear,

I'm drowning up in everclear,
Now Tell me why you cheated here,

Honestly

Honestly (Prod. Blanq Beatz)

The third release from AntwanThomaz himself, the virtues he holds and the amount of insane asylum styled sporadic tongue twisting rhymes he has in store for you. prepare your toilet paper and get ready for Quarantine!

FUCK YOU TOO (Beats By BLIV BEATS)
[Lyrics]
Fuck, you
Your spouse, and your kids too

Man I'm so sick,
of your stupid shit,

Bitch die and bury your shtick,
Imma fuckin' lunatic,

Man fuck you!
This is Antwan's crazy bit

Its 2020 and we just stitchin', about to fall,
Put on your mask without bitchin, slap yo ass with Lysol

Imma cut your throat in the bathroom stall,
Wear it like Ed Gein, bet I aroused you all!

Gonna toss the turtle around while I'm on acid,
Finna drag it upside down place its ass in a casket,

Shit can't depict 12 dirty dozen,
Crypt, weed, and another sturdy discussion,

Don't make me take a swing like a heckla,
Cause you stupid Karen bitch know I'm betta,

They say when your white,
You ain't gotta worry bout your life,

I just wanna plaster off my hated skin,
Eyes casted cause they think I'm just gonna win,

FUCK YOU! You stupid Bitch!(Fuck you!)

Rippin' the seems of you uncultured rich fucks!

Fuck, you
Your spouse, and your kids too

Man I'm so sick,
of your stupid shit,

Bitch die and bury your shtick,
Imma fuckin' lunatic,

Man fuck you!
This is Antwan's crazy bit

Broken down and mischievous..
Bend you over and fuck the infelicitous

Wait..

Take out the penis and delete this,
A pic of cornea will complete the ridiculousness 

Take aback and gasp, than hitcha harder,
Breakin' a couple gaps, makin a brand new starter,

We're all like an infection, with the misconception,
Building walls of correction, a psychotic inflection

Write a couple words on a fuckin page!
Bitches starin' at me lookin hella amazed!

An alien unhinged, maned, disputed, and caged,
About to rip your guts while chokin' himself unfazed,

About to set my salty nuts ablaze
Rippin' this disputed shit, a mutha fucka finna taze,

but hey,
What can I say,
This is America,
Lets express it our way(FUCK YOU!)

Fuck, you
Your spouse, and your kids too

Man I'm so sick,
of your stupid shit,

Bitch die and bury your shtick,
Imma fuckin' lunatic,

Man fuck you!
This is Antwan's crazy bit

Shit I'm just like another dog, mixed in the fog,
A Rottweiler, barkin' when you fuckers sing along,

Just don't get cornier, whilst my sites are aimed,
Cause this caged lion, will attest to my name,

I'm full of insidious, wanna play this game,
but you idiots gettin' stupider testing my pain,

Yo I'm just impartially insane,
A devil forced for the gain,
Kamikaze hit inside my wicked brain..

All y'all hustlers and ho's makin a stain,
Breakin' the massacred flow while crackin' a cane,

Bitch don't stop me when I'm stating my name
I'll spit this sloppy detonating canister flame

MUTHAFUCKA! My Heart is broken!
I'm hella stowed, I'm token..
Fucking this bitch while smokin'..

To all you MUTHAFUCKAS!
You can be just like me,
and NOT GIVE TWO FUCKS!

Fuck, you
Your spouse, and your kids too

Man I'm so sick,
of your stupid shit,

Bitch die and bury your shtick,
Imma fuckin' lunatic,

Man fuck you!
This is Antwan's crazy bit

LA LA LA LA
(Laughs mechanically)
Psychotic mutha fucka!
LA LA LA LA
America learn somethin for once!
LA LA LA LA
Get rid of the greed,
and be at peace without need,
LA LA LA LA
Pshhh.. Im out of this mutha fucka..
(Radio Static)

SATAN CLAUS [Prod. Blunt Christ]

AntwanThomaz

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