you want a rap about a murderous fight the let me shred onto you a little bit of light... even though it isnt righteous for me to i will finally commit my sin... im not gonna let you win... im going to rip your arms off like the wounded knee creek massacre.. now you are in danger... fucking with this stranger... what if i had a gun in the back seat of my car... would you actually drive so far.. to see me blast your knee caps all these murderous raps about how you want to kill kill kill kill... like as if killing takes skill... watch me make your blood spill... nah fuck that ill hack the white house and drop a nuke without clearence... “i think if you are gonna get the job down then you might as well get the job done...” this is the pinnacle of you stupid rap claims its all in my brain everything like im insane... lets rap about how crazy i am the perscriptions of the pill make me act a different way... who i really am is suppress but drugs every single day... to try to make me behave... oh trauma like the murder of your momma... redrum written on the whores.... prostitutes are the best type of killa scores rip the better im a shredder and this is why you cant win... watch the lights go dim as i make you fucking scream... nah i aint going to shoot you... i want to hear you when you make that scream... im going to cut you into peices bit by bit  i like messy not fucking clean... this is the way.. .the only path to setttle this darkness inside my soul... slice you inch by inch as i am smoking a fucking bowl... feel my blade... i cant hear you scream a little bit louder... feel this burn from my cigerette blow smoke up in your face... i m a cancerous disease ... wont know im come without a check up... ill make you beg me please.  wine as i kill ya let me hook you up so your heart wont stop... i want you to feel this pain... my payment... im going to kill you slowly like im Falkone and Moloney real mob shit... snip snip snip.. im not even gonna finish this job hit... cuz this murder is way too fun i didnt say you can bleed out... no doubt let me hook you to the read out... im going to paint these colors the red let me see how about a picture made out of your head... nah cuz then youd be dead... god damn it i really want to shred fuck you dead on top of that bed... but im not here for relaxation... this murder is all my cred  let me ration the bag of life support so i can still keep you alive this is overkill as i slowly grapb this knife na fuck it im going to grab the pliers rip your teeth out first so then i dont have to hear you burst a single word of hope... after that im going to take a hit of my dope... oh the way i torch her... the burning of this weed as i sit and watch you slowly bleed i have a hunch that you deserve a punch ... not the kind with fruit... get your tongue split... oh my treasurous loot... kick you like a boot. but you arent going anywhere today... you might as well look at this torture as your end of days... put the duck tape around your mouth so i can sleep at night but first ill put you in a cast so you cant escape or fight... what a pretty sight....you are getting all messy... you thought i was a woosy didnt you but im a nightmare thats for sure alright... next ill give you a castration...with out any sedation and sow it up tight... dont want you bleeding to much i suppose that wouldnt suffice... oooh this temptation... im gonna turn you into the temptress of my razor blade... wanna know how you got these scars?  i gave them too you this might have been a month to pass... murder has a way of being an art... when im finished with you you will be cut into a million parts... let mne get my daily dosage ... this  cutting has to start dont you worry though im committing this murder from the heart.... so smile... its from deep down... in my heart....

the slowest murder

LandOfNoReturn By O'TeRRoR The ReapeR Prod. MartyrBoy

Amnesia By O'TeRRoR The Reaper Prod.  SUDZY X $OJHI

The Reaper

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sleep prod Mors

dreams that hurt prod H3 Music

lyrics
 Im speaking incantations the slit castrations splitting nations civil war within all civilizations the throne of god is my holy destination im divine like a devilish assassination sink you down in a note of inflation.  Goat of devestation.  Wreaking havocks like obliterations.  Can you paint this illustration.   Look at my tongue dances.   Musical trances.  Death comes a  creeping a crucifixion.   Skulls and bones at the foot of the throne of the thrown a fixation.  Im on a hot lava hot burna im posting drops on ya.   Come and stop my lip runna.  A murdering welt.   Fine tip with the felt.  Writing scores the smite the smelt.  Bullets and pelts.  You dissing a seed of creative leads if you think harder than my divine reads to proceeds too lit to let me procrastinate a fascinate communication with the bread and wine that fine dines a lead to champianship belt smackdown the last supper like a citidel painting of the holy times ark so fast im in park.   Arche my angels so dark to the rejoice of my mercy glorious bolts of percy.  Jackson the jamming of the bolt action all across the distraction.  Snipe a clip to get the blast in a kill shot thats shackling the dot of the reaper this is modern warfare hidden doors scare in the temple of doom.  Feel gloom.  Like the vicious velocity of felocity so dull of the spoon im writing a carving of the heart of your womb a priceless incantation a plantation of rebirth so tell what could ever you get to the point of being worth youll get what ever you deserve.   Karma. 
surrounded by sirens atomic inclusions... exploding dilutions... maniac dillusions... i just sit on my porch the devil shaking his pitchfork like hysteria reaching for the torch... sent to scorch my feeling of security... obscurities are abstract rarities from the scarcity of this drug.  find some clarity... perplex to this complex ferosity... intense feelings... inferiors kneeling to the desolate throne of the empire... trippy trances of reality gone haywire... burning without a fire... drought of dry ice mixing.   fixing on this fix... grab your crucifix and see inside the mind of god... rap up the devils bond... paid in full ticking tolls...  smoking bowls oh choir... i burn in the smoke of that dry ice fuel the pyre... a pillar of salt goes dashing for trouble... the earth flutters rumbles like  the city will crumble... lets get ready to rumble.  im just high and humble... to rise and say lets start this day the lawless way we all the same.  trying to survive lifes jigsaw game... fuck your name... its a shame disgrace the gain feeling this mindframe... mind crafting the brain... materialistic pain..drop a vien... like time ticking to pass by.... these are metaphors to how i want to die... lurking around the corner death haunts my steps. why? because im trying to fly... and when i say fly i dont mean in the sky... i mean in the steps of the utmost high... sitting on the throne of unlimited power, it follows a goal to never reach... strange like james and the giant peach.  i beseech to leach out the corner and take the reaper as my weaponized slave... never use him like im trying to save a fucked up soul... it follows... it follows... can i reach my goal...?  im solely in this for the reign... let me ... reign i just want to riegn... dominions of my fucked up dreams.... fuck it ... it follows...me to, my , decay.

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B R E A K By ImBach (Prod BerGotti)

tell the world a little bit about yourself.  the shorter the better.  well im god... im bach.  im jason paul bachler.   jason solo and of argos, god lord iason

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