You talking all that noise
But I don't hear you
You walking like you're tough
But I don't fear you you better hope my
Goons are never near you
I'll put you on my stove
And let em sear you this ain't Elm Street
But this a nightmare welcome to mi casa
There's no fucking lights here oh no
There really ain't no point
To put up fights hear you gon lose a limb
And then I'll make you eat your right ear

I wanna play a game with ya
Like I'm Charles lee Ray
Run up on you like a fucking relay
No delay i'll catch you fast
But kill you very slow little do you know
Murder is my favorite show
I'll kill your momma kill your baby momma
Then your baby you better learn
I'm not the one no Kraven's fuckin crazy
They should of slayed me all my teachers
Made it clear they hate me fucking dyke's
I bet they're wishing now
That they could date me uh
Record breaking homicide it's in the making
It's for the taking looking at ya
I can see your shaking i'm body shaming
Call you fat and then I'll feed you rats
These rappers think we're best friends
But it's a fuckin trap no fuckin cap
I'm back in school to shoot the school up
Bullies never bullied me
Cause they knew I would kill em
Wisconsin but I drill em lazy mother fuckers
I don't feel em decapitate their heads
And then I chill em uh

You talking all that noise
But I don't hear you
You walking like you're tough
But I don't fear you you better hope my
Goons are never near you
I'll put you on my stove
And let em sear you this ain't Elm Street
But this a nightmare welcome to mi casa
There's no fucking lights here oh no
There really ain't no point
To put up fights hear you gon lose a limb
And then I'll make you eat your right ear

Paranoid junkie from Wisconsin
The snow is falling down
But all I see is bodies droppin
No friends but I'm still poppin
These pills to hide my pain away
I'm stuck inside a city that would kill me
Just to gain a way to make it to the top
Somebody please just make it stop
These voices fucking haunt me
I swear I'm about to pop
Your friends I'll get em shot my sanity
No I don't got my tempers fuckin hot
Disturbing thoughts i got a lot
No I can't fucking stop no more your house
No I don't knock on doors
Your wife I'll just attack her
Keep her body just to add some more
I got a nice collection
Welcome to the death reception
Capacity's been reached
I'm very sorry there's no place to sit
Don't mind my fuckin drip
They just removed me from the psych ward
Tell em I'll be back to see the nurse
She's such a nice whore
I fuck her till she sleep
Got her sweating out the right pours
Play with organs
I'm a strum the right chords

You talking all that noise
But I don't hear you
You walking like you're tough
But I don't fear you you better hope my
Goons are never near you
I'll put you on my stove
And let em sear you this ain't Elm Street
But this a nightmare welcome to mi casa
There's no fucking lights here oh no
There really ain't no point
To put up fights hear you gon lose a limb
And then I'll make you eat your right ear