RENAISSANCE

Call me Michelangelo, the way I'm painting in red Just got the news that the devil has awakened again Bodies around my apartment Complex don't know where they went or how they Got here But all I know is that they can't stop me I'm relapsing, can't calm down until I attack him Blade inside his chest and all I do is start laughing Relaxing, I see a girl with a fat ass skin I'm bagging the body's blood Dripping from the body that's hanging From the ceiling of my murder mansion I'm crazy, Ted Bundy, so you better get to running 3am, shit's about to get real bloody I'm like Freddy giving nightmares to Maddie I can't believe I'm hallucinating again Voices screaming my name Couple of weeks ago I slaughtered my friends lured them back into my van Cut them open, I love the sight of their blood on my hand So much pain I can cause, can't help me, I'm lost All these drugs that I'm on are taking control I'm always alone, trying to find a way to Kill you tonight Sad to tell you, but there is no way out Call me Dracula, cause I'm the one to drink out your blood Sad to say, but there is no point to fight Scream one more time, I'll rip out your tongue Baby, I'm the type of guy to rip out your lung Cut your artery, it's probably hard to believe That a part of me wants to see you bitches Bleed And I won't stop hacking with the axe until I see you fall on your knees. Like they say, Amen But the only thing they praying about is for me to not kill them blood spraying I'm like Rambo how I'm moving Ammo hollow, point be shooting With 5 pounds of pressure, I'mma van gogh him he clueless I'm a beat and bash and bruise him as I see The blood is pooling I'm a be like, bitch you better never speak On how I'm doing Bitch, I'm always fucking bruising and you Just steady losing I'm a be like, bitch you need to Keep your name out my mouth, hoe, less you wanna die slow Relapse, snort another line, straight from El Chapo Cocaine Sineloa burner phone the Motorola I'm a brutalize these bitches like the name is La Llorona See my silhouette, the closer it gets, it means your time is over Keep the gun up in the holster, rather beat them like balboa Devil, angel on my shoulder, but it's f*ck them both I'd rather have no morals when I'm slashing, leaving bodies fucking colder goddamn, I'm a rip them all apart, when the bodies start to pile up Like Renaissance art, and I'm coming for the heart I'm a rip out their arteries, pussy move quick Cause you won't make it cautiously I'm a pop another Adderall then focus on the mutilation Chop them with Machete, bitch, I'm moving like I'm Jason As I see his soul fading, I'm a pop another k pin And then I blackout, by the morning, think it's just hallucination Where'd the body go? Did I actually kill a motherfucker or Was it all the drugs? I was sniffing, smoking, chugging Went and searched through my garage and I found a bitch covered in some plastic wrapped in tarp, with his limbs tied to his stomach He was hog-tied, frog-eyed, bulging out his skull I cut the head off like I'm ISIS, then I pack a bowl right Is what I told the police, when they asking me if - died Went to handcuff me, but instead they kissed the .45 Bitch gasping, what happened? Paint him red like Raphael and Ceaser why I stabbed him uh.