Plazma:
Prepare your final thoughts, this dope verse will inspire war
It's the type of shit that can strike a spinal cord
Try to fight us all, we'll welcome you with open firearms
Ya'll spit artificial flame while we design the bombs
The most vile of all, performing homicide in songs
Fuck 16 bars, i deliver crowbars when im in rapping form
Punchlines equate to an axe in skull, keeping the caskets full
Severed limbs of your fam offered by the Plazma cult
This is a vast assault, this ain't no record of the year
This is a power drill puttin a brand new flavor in ya ear
Facing me in the ring, that's like facing all your fears
Except you won't prevail, my utmost rage is what you'll feel
On a double edged blade you'll get impaled, all your entrails
Will be waving in the air, MDK click be the creators of your hell
So when we spaz out on the mic device gore is your destiny
Fuck the flavor of the month, we are the storm of the century
Brent Barrie:
Sleep is deepest when nightmares are most real
It is the hour when sleepless are haunted by their deepest fear
As individual unit we are the gears
Take a look on your rear view mirror as the cloud of smoke clears
It appears that this feeling is far to comforting
Like a pro skater telling him to wear his ridiculous headgear
Never interfere subsequent exposure leave you impaled
With gun as pen blood as ink I draft the final tragic
Attic expeditions of a disturbed young man
Bantered by his silly haircut and unacceptable plan
Consumed with anger with this blurred visions
From the impetuous brain capable of mastering the art of black magic and vodoo spells
Deeper travel, demonic chants ringing in my ears
Ya'll kids who can't think for themselves be tied up in a chair
Stay put burn ya house down that you family shared
And on the next day will be reported a family was burned to death by a group of serial killers
Redrum:
The night is here, this is the sight you fear of
I'm in a fight like Iron Mike
Tyson in the ring uppercut to your ribs
Then crush your skull with a Pinhead-butt after I
Cenobite your ear off an antihero
That stitched my costume to the skin to keep my face concealed from your sight
When I appear on the mic
I bring death instead of his cousin sleep
Come with 666 rams while you're still counting sheep
Murder's a sacred art, can't take pleasure and pain apart
Setting standards in order to hell raise the bar I'd sell my soul
It would just cost you a leg and arm
I've been mutilated on, and need new replacement parts
I'm too insane, my creative juice is agent orange damn the human race
I truly hate you all but here's some words to live by
Burn in hell I wouldnt care, murder death kill yourself and just die
Chorus (2x):
Violence, murder, pestilence, death
Famine, disease, abhorrent sex
Misogyny, wars, terrorist threats
Murder Death Kill inject a discomfit effect
Defcon:
You have awakened the sleeping giants
Dreaded tyrants, notorious for transforming vibrant continents into desert islands
Promote violence to inhabitants by force
You'll get tied on all fours quartered by the apocalypse horsemen
What's left of your carcass is crushed by a massive wooden steed built by trojans
Gloomy events are fore casted soon to happen
As I reveal prophecies of doom unto the mothman
Acts atrocious, i'll split you open from the mid section,
Above the belly button call it waste segragation
In times of grief, never have I shown sympathy
The very thought of saying sorry simply sickens me
As Dante's Peak becomes a blazing inferno
I'll baptize you in hellfire along with Nero
I'm inside an inverted pentagram
Commandin my MDK fam to slay the sacrificial lamb
Six The Northstar:
As I enter the chamber, the number of man walks, the technomancer
Shiv messiah slit wrist hilt twist wrist, stagger healing factor
Born from blood bath, dark path, crimson ink dipped paragraph
Claps from hi hats, half mast
Knife scribe etch on flesh pages of my rhyme book, you shook
Coz there ain't no such things as halfway
Gouge the eyeballs with a spoon, sever the synapse
Serve to gutter children as marbles, twice for dark math
Scream pitch perfect, harmonize the horror to the ears
Hooks on flesh, follow the leader, pulled skin puppeteer
There is no hope for you as you walk the earth alone, overdose
No motion injected to your hollow bones
Kill em all slow, hostage the spleen
Baptize the weak from blood of guillotines
Down to your knees, abandon all hope
Sword of the darkness from the shadows like the crows
Repeat chorus
