Cancerous Minds: 8th Plague
By: Rivalyn(1), Vitalsyn(2), & Erun(3)
Defies Greats, Shackled in chains, a beast that guides threw
mentally eat yourself, born beast laying dormant inside you
murders for fun, & piercing threw veins, beating you, all flat
I wish I lived in a world where i can Kill you;..Off eye contact
Rise to Be; propects Pay me, Try your best;& Still cant slay me
create a navy With mach-5's to Destroy a hospital;full of babies
far from lazy, A soul thats demonic,Close to satans stats
When in the zone, I lose my mind. Lucifer Couldnt Hold me back
far from wack, Me & the crew sit back in the cut;.scouting for sluts
44's & 45's in each hand so try & stop our shine and your fucked
irrelevent Intricates get stuck, but the 8th's on a constant slaughter
you beleive in god & cinder block shoes; Lets see you walk on water
ducktape your daughter, clowns deprive you; vacate your town
Tellin 8th Im crazy; Shoot your dick off and Have you Pe' sittin down
eyes of a manic, thoughts of Aggression, Your head?; I'll peal It
countrys that tried to Hate me/Haiti; I created a quake to feel It
I advise you take a bombard trip, and give the stage some space
& if you happen to make it past the 7 plagues..you'll die by the 8th
Grab the scalpel, crack my snapple, we'll continue proceeding,
& cut through the infant so fast, taking minutes for bleeding..
New off the block, just came around, 8th is new & replenished,
Here to eat up the bitches, Riv & Spit didn't completely finish..
Closer than a mothers care, turning up as almost brothers,
Taking baths inside the blood of Foes we've emptied & smothered..
Imprison fools, & kill em too.. Hold them hostage to commit,
With starvation as comedy, drinking blood from writs we've slit
We're here to stay, so back away, & its time for a controller,
Fuck all the other Plagues spreading, 8th's already takin' over..
We hate the world, & all the haters, plus it's not a suprise,
People cry when others pass, we cry from laughter when they die
We're sick as cancer, with no answer, & we never play around
Keepin' the murdered in the house so people always hangin' out..
all dumb as hell, & lately 8ths got me thinkin' killins funny,
We dont think, we cut scapls & get more brain than anybody..
Easy to us, it's always nothing, plus were always abuser,
I just killed & ate my whole fam, so now I'm off the computer..
Most killers clip cabbages. I split, slice, and savor
Spill a bitch for the thrill of it when she's in labor
It's a natural ability instilled in me by age of 3
To sever limbs whether or not you enrage me
Twisted thoughts turning into listless plots
Jaded by corpses, I kid you not I witness lots
Clips and bullets never appealed to me for death
Knives peel quietly to capture tremblin breaths
One thousand paper cuts applied to chest n back
Put hands in vice grips; watch them twist n crack
Violence will silence this hunger surgin through me
The 8th plague will help me dismantle yours truly
A pool of blood, fuck it make it a lake or two
Tell that bitch mother of yours to pray for you
She’s next so tell me who’s gonna kneel for her?
I will, just to watch her die till her view is blurred
Tilt of head, black mask, watch the eyes pull you in
As I stick the blade past your lungs, gums n tongue
From beneath your chin.
8th Plague....