Testo Family Ties

3SE - FAMILY TIES Verse 1 - Bad Mind tell me father, wheres my gun? tell me mother, wheres my drugs? i need to bust slugs in the fan before they murder me first and bless a child born the night of a demons curse lay they bodies up in a hears as i spit these verses like venom poisonous fliuds up in a suringe and then i inject them father wake, so i can watch the life fade the life that brought me into this world this pain with no joy remains the curse of birth testing me with agony now who dies first? in this twiztid story how gory can this shit get with the hacksaw, when homicide is the intent i repent against the faith you believing in indulgence sin i grin as the darkness seeps within my soul as i lose control over my actions and good will urges to kill fill the aggression pumpin thru my veins am i goin insane? or is this just a part of satans fucked up game? all ready for loved ones died put a glock to my head cock it back and pop it to make it fine Chorus as we wave good bye, to these family ties look into our eyes all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties throw out lives they all die all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties look into our eyes, all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties throw out lives they all die all you see is murder Verse 2 - BoB lookin back on my life the one i once had growing up with my mommy, her boyfriend, and dad drinking all the time snorting up the lines beat me with the chair, no one cared i was fine bleeding out the skull the doctor said to cut em' waking up the next day believing they loveable never went to school never had a friend never had much just the weed on the weekends praying to the lord to make this all stop but he never answered as i cried at the clock 11 on the dot here comes father drunk and high, ready to beat me harder smack, why?! smack, WHY!?!?! but i love you daddy, dont cry another night you put red marks on my face momma dont care, didnt want me in the first place Bob e. Nite is the name not a myth i dont need a hug just a gun and a hollow tip blow the brains out, so daddy dearest fuck everybody to witness or hear this its only me, in the family portrait down in my basement recording horror flicks its the best picture i can draw i just found out that my dad was my grandpa Chorus - as we wave good bye, to these family ties look into our eyes all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties throw out lives they all die all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties look into our eyes, all you see is murder as we wave good bye to these family ties throw out lives they all die all you see is murder Verse 3 - Jim Reaper sitting alone in my room rocking and thinking strange look on my face, not even blinking shrinking in this mind-frame mom and dad and their mind games mentally hunting humans and i'm game a dying shame thinking they have me outsmarted cold hearted meaning i must murder and you are departed ill start with mommy relaxing in the bath tub her naked body just waiting to be hacked up i backed up and cracked her skull with the crow bar shes unconcious so i fucked her with the soap bar so far everything is going as planned mommy left hog-tied in the bath to find my dad i had no problem in my search he was above me thinks he has me fooled always tellin me he loves me i know he doesnt mean it i refuse to believe the lies thats why i group with the elements of surprise i rise and stick meat hooks in his eyes pull in oposite directions till his head rips and he dies deprived went back to the bathroom for the slaughter plugged in the hairdryer throw it in with mommy in the water.