[Chorus: Oricadia]
What's a God to a heathen, man, you don't know what you started
Blood dripping down, they never told you I was heartless, woah
Don't you know that I've been bad news, hah
Man, you really must be brand new

[Verse 1: Daddyphatsnaps]
Jack the Ripper, sadder that you couldn't catch me quicker
Now I'm back and taking half your liver
You was half alive, now I'm back to finish, Jack deliver
Know that saying swimming with the fish, well I ain't a swimmer, and we at the river
Let 'em dive into the dimmer
Judge J, 'cause everybody rise for a killer, huh
Different motive when I rise for the women
I just see a nice throat, and I die for the killing, uh
Yuh, color looking so sweet, mhm
I swear death becomes you
So I'll keep a foot on your neck 'till death becomes you
If you send enough to their death, then death becomes you, woah
Yeah, I swear I've always been a gentleman
I never leave a mess, tidy clean up all the evidence
E Ville that ain't nothing but a Residence
So welcome to the den of my experiments

[Chorus: Oricadia]
What's a God to a heathen, man, you don't know what you started
Blood dripping down, they never told you I was heartless, woah
Don't you know that I've been bad news, hah
Man, you really must be brand new
What's a God to a heathen, man, you don't know what you started
Blood dripping down, they never told you I was heartless, woah
[Bridge]
London Bridge is falling down
Falling Down, Falling Down
London Bridge is falling down
My fair lady

[Verse 2: Daddyphatsnaps]
Hurt people, hurt people, fact
I lurk people, hurt people bad
For sure evil, they'll see the madness
Yeah, I serve people there evil back
My purge lethal, there sequel wrapped
They spurt, bleed 'em, perp leave 'em black
I love your color, but it's subtle
Let me turn the dial another level
Pull the blade and it's no longer muddled
Funny so clear when I'm hearing muffles
Blade go dummy, butter knife when hitting muscle
Guttural to dummy, quiet in the gutter
From the gutter, now I'm gully when I gut 'em
Guess that happens when your mother doesn't love you, I'mma killer
The wicked is septic, habitual sickness
Repulsive, repugnant malevolent wicked
Any synonym I fit the description, and I'm on a mission
You fear Gods, I put fear in their systems
Knife thrust like the spear on a piston
God or man, I know fear is indifferent
God or man, I'm not fearing these bitches
God or man, they can fill in these ditches
I'm a man, but the ceiling is different
Pawn piece, but I'm wielding it different
Pawn piece, but I'm peeling your bishop
No kings, just a battle of wills
In my ring, better be on your kill shit
You swing, better hope that it kills me
Tell me your final wish, I'm seeing the red on your skin, and it spread like psoriasis
Feeling violent, I toy with emotions and play you, I'm stringing the violin
A survivalist, I send you the clues, and you still acting like it's in hieroglyphs
'Cause I'm too smart, the second you think that you caught me, you see it's my prior hits
Now they silent, it's coming in focus, they see the atrocities I have did
All this violence, the solace of fear, I don't have any other asylums
Sound the sirens, I'm covered in blood, I guess that is the toll of an iron fist
Get the final clip, I'mma pop pop pop pop, if you get up, you'll die again