2hard2hurt Lyrics

I'm a need his balls in my hand

By the end of the night

Snipped and cauterized

Yea you heard me right

Baby I won't come at you nice

Put your body on ice

Hop out the whip

And slaughter more of your guys

I'm on a killing spree

You can't hide from me

Bad, gross, I'm a real shit host

Fuck with me

And you'll get smoked like real burnt toast

No you can't run

Only place you're going to go is ghost

You might think it's fun

Until you feel my heels taking steps on your chest

It's a knife in the back

And in the front

No don't stand up

Oh wait, you can't

I slit your Achilles

Look at me being silly

Drag your ass from Denver all the way back to Philly

But first

Let's see how far we can put this hot iron up your ass then

Let's see how quick your dick melts when we put it in the waffle caste

Fuck is wrong with me

Is it the trauma

Maybe the PTSD

Why I'm deranged

Why I'm obsessed with murdering multitudes of hypermasculine men

I can't shut my mouth

Never fake or front

So if they're not cool

I'll fucking kill a cunt

Most of the punches y'all throw

I just laugh off

I'm too hard to hurt

Too insane berserk

So let's just get to work

I'm killing you in the booth

Just for the sound bite

Wait scream again

That didn't sound right

So high pitched

Can you bring it down like one octave

I guess I just don't give a shit

Piss

Fuck

Maybe a goddamn

No not really a dapper dan

Ask Tyler, I'm more of a scary Sam

You should know by now CONSEQUENC3 is a masochist

With sadistic tendencies

That's why I laugh so much

When I get stung by bees