Aceox - Spooky Saturday Morning Cartoon

Cringe-gang!
Ay yo this some spooky shit, man!
This some spooky shit, man!
Yeah! Fucking hell, man!
Ima gonna have nightmares after this, man... Ugh...
Shut the fuck up, bitch!
Gonna hunt you down, attack, mangle your life
You act like a cunt as I strangle your wife
It's a fact that I'm shunned, I haggle for pride
Bag that bitch when the time is right, she don't fight
Tight like a villain from a cartoon series
Why you try to hide? Send my goons, I'm serious
You lie and cry while your bitch rides my dick
While she's on her period, she sucks my thick prick, yah
I'm the adult version of every villain ever
Got a mad cult, rehearsing and grilling banners
Got no manners, you're a retarded Caitlyn Jenner
Ma niggas bang your grandma, poor little gangbanger, shit
I make horror-core on a strange hip hop beat
A beat I made when I for a change smoked some weed
I want more and more pills, I'm deranged but not weak
And this freak will kill you in poor taste, it's my creed, yah
Life's a rad spooky Saturday morning cartoon
My wife's dead, she's nothing but a boring goon
I kill and growl like a monster
Now, will you bow down? I am your doctor
Your life's mine, you're my patient
Poison your offspring like I'm Mason
I'm taking your blood and be praying
My gods won't be playing if I'm failing
Whenever I rhyme, it is a tight crime
Rhymes so shite, happens every time
My life's a lie, I tried, I cannot deny
In anger I fry, then my lines turn out nice
Don't look at me like that, I'm going crazy
I fuck a crook, go ahead and try to hide, then
Read a good book, my vision slowly gets hazy
As you try to escape, you tried and ran
What the fuck is up with you, motherfucker?
Suck my motherfucking dick you fucking fool, motherfucker bitch!
I don't care 'bout you, motherfucker!
So I get the fuck up, I fucking rule this motherfucking buiz!
I don't even know your fucking face, bitch
Your point's so fucking baseless
I don't fucking care about your clique
I don't fucking care about your crew and that shit
Life's a rad spooky Saturday morning cartoon
My wife's dead, she's nothing but a boring goon
I kill and growl like a monster
Now, will you bow down? I am your doctor
Your life's mine, you're my patient
Poison your offspring like I'm Mason
I'm taking your blood and be praying
My gods won't be playing if I'm failing

Written by:
Deniz Bozca

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