The lotus pod, the lotus pod fucka
Vampiro, child of the rancid, wrechet, darknest
Vampiro, I truly am a juggalotus
Maniac killa
Super unknown, hero
A true hatchet ryda
Long rain the lotus killas
Then again, is my priviledge
To power bomb your fuckin ass
On a bed of butcher knifes muthafucka
The result of 6 serial, murderin maniac killas
Killin, murderin, stabbin
All hail the lotus pod from heince we came
Hello, Hi Im Shaggs
I dont know, maybe you heard of me
The Southwest Strangla
That one guy from icp
No?
Well, its cool maybe you dont know what to expect
Allow me to extend my hand
In friendship to shake your fuckin neck
As if you dont know, well you dont gotta clue
2dope, maniac killa from dark lotus crew
Oh shit damn, lemme quit chokin ya
Sike, UUhh..uhh...ahhhhahaha
I need a cigarette before I go ballistic
sadistics of my mind frame
Explains when Im insane
Im twiztid branded
With the mark or the axe
A minor relapse and all I wanna do is split backs
Biaatch
Im a maniac
But, you gotta understand that a
I cant control my hands and a
Ill love ta choke you if I can and a
Never once
Nowhere in my mind as I was sane
Ever since I remember, kill is just a game
Im a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
See me on the streets bitch, dont get killed
My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side
Who wanna die?
Who wanna die?
Uhh..
Watch me, I tippie toe
Richie, your death is slow
No run, nowhere to hide
One more, one homicide
Who cares, when I was hungry
Passed out, dead with no money
Mama, she cleaned your toilets
Mama, she bought my bullets
Bullets, can be so pretty
Watch out, ugly and bloody
Fear not, I am no sicko
Your life, not worth the nickle
Dont go, I will not eat you
Your kind, I will defeat you
Mama, never expected
Mama, Her pain corrupted
Im a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
See me on the streets bitch, dont get killed
My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side
Who wanna die?
Who wanna die?
Im a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
A maniac killa, dont get killed
Im a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
A maniac killa, dont get killed
I be the maniac K-I double L-A
I slit their fuckin throats and have
Sex with all the bodies, Im a retard
People call me special though
I keep my victims eyelids
In a mennilla office envelopes
I split you like a cantalope
To see whatd on your mind
Smokin trees, keep me find
well at least most of the time
Till im on your front lawn
Waitin in the cold, the lights on
But dont look like nobody home
At last I come creepin threw darkness
Missin this dark and take out any carcass
Dumpin out my big dugs
A couple suckas playin dub with they gases
Nobody else ghetto path
Huh? muthafucka, give up your bread
This is blaze ya dead homie sickin the head
Ive been dead
I thought you knew, Im a maniac killa
Psycho, thug, fillin body bags on the daily whut?
Im a maniac killa, blood gets spilled
See me on the streets bitch, dont get killed
My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side
Who wanna die?
Who wanna die?
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