Backtrailing IP's
I tracked you down through the fog.
Call up all my old dogs
gonna gut you like a hog.
Wrap you up in a rug,
dump the body in a bog.
And if you try to run,
get at my dogs.
Keep your friends close
cause I'm closing in.
Once I have you in my hands
then the fun begins.
Make a necklace from your teeth,
and kid gloves from your skin.
You can fight back if you like,
but you will never win.
Got a PHD in pain,
a lifetime of regrets.
A band of ugly brothers
who draw straws and place bets,
on who will be the first to catch you,
snare your *** in their nets.
You've opened up this can of hate
don't be suprised what you get.
It ain't *** whupping I'm planning
I assure you that its worse.
I solve problems with my hands
you seal your fate with your verse.
If your buddies back you up
they can join you in the hearse.
This train is rolling down the track
can't put this sucker in reverse.
I'm a terminal case
so I don't care if I'm caught.
Don't try to buy a reprieve
cause we can't be bought.
Gonna tighten the noose
till its nice and taught.
All your silly little words
were all for naught.
I haven't picked up the sword
in over ten years.
But, when I catch up with you
it won't be to drink some beers.
Bloods never tire of screams
that shit's music to our ears.
May I introduce myself,
I'm the sum of your fears.