The Night of the Blood Bath

so this man came walking into town
he didnt know my click was around
pulled up into to our place, started talking shit
out with the baseball bat, that was fucking it

we dragged him 18 miles from town
this is the shack where we fix what goes down
soon he was tied up onto the ice cold table
and out came the knives and a shovel

startin a fire, we heat up our tools
with some HCl, no one messes with us, fools
he slowly woke, we asked his name
he continued his shit, so lets make him lame

this girl, part of our click
took a hot knive, and fucked up his dick
she spat in his face, called him shit
i began the procedure, this is it

slowly i cut, with the hot knife
pooring in the HCl, he wont have a life
soon his legs, are covered in wounds
everyone here, enjoying the torture moods

my homie, known as Little KP
takes up a saw, and slices away
we stop at his knee, and shows him our work
his leg is in steaks, from the knee to the foot

we take the burning saw, and place it to his knee
we don't want him to continue to bleed
we move on to another, his left leg
while his screams continue, we sip out from the keg

another good friend, takes up the saw
as we continue, cutting his leg and all
adding salt, to the acid
it burns twice as much, fool still doesnt get it

done with the right, no leg left
so we change this up, and start from his arm cleft
now hes done, theres no point yet
cause he had fainted, from the pain of it 

when it comes time, for he came around
we start up again, on his next arm
once were done, we scar up his body
doing the same trick, getting all bloody

so this fucker thinks he can talk shit
he doesn’t know what we do in our click
fuck this bitch, fuck this hoe
shouldn't be fucking with shit he doesn’t know

both his arms and legs are steaks
there’s some blood all over the place
ill tell you now, he’s not going to win
so we take that knife, and put it under his chin

nah, wait, too easy for him
lets take this blade, and make more sin!
we slice his stomach open like a deer
and we point at the guts in there

fuck you bitch, out with an organ
here’s the shit for talkin’
you know fucker, if you mess with our own
like in ICP, you get The Bone!

die bitch, our hate for you
comes from our heart so damn true
all you had to do was shut up and leave
i hope in god you do believe

we watch him die, hands on the shovel
his screaming subsides, body upheaval
i am the Lord of Assassins, fear us
me and my crew, are fixing the world, god bless.