I Love Flesh Lyrics

That's what I'm talkin' about

That's fresh virgin blood

Yeah, you had a sick one

I love flesh, right when it's ripped off the skin

It tastes fresh, rigor mortis sets off with the limbs

Rip your bones out, your frame got your body to bend

Like a slingshot, the king's got lost in his sin

And it's hard to escape it in the tunnel of hatred

Yeah, we all found the love, but then we misplaced it

Into the women relations of sorts, of course we swear

This one's the one, but she turns out a fake bitch

I got no more patience

Shards of rigid glass what I mutilate her face with

Let the blood drip so the cunt can taste it

Eat a corpse with a fork, and there's more in the basement

Now I'm screamin' to Satan

That these sacrifices will be my payment

And the blood on the wall will be my painting

If you lookin' for a saint, in my direction, bitch

It ain't him

I'm jaded

I'm tainted

I took the rap game and raped it

Man, I'm chillin' in the spaceship

And that's the payment

Ha

Ha

Ha

Ha

Yo, what was up with that baby, man

That baby was nice

That's a clean baby, man

I can't eat that

No, that baby was dirty

Give me a fork(jokes)

Yo, I'm lost

Plus, I never knew who I was

And the boss just fired me from that job called love

So my application has to have hatred

It helps with the motivation for the concentration

But how can I have a clear mind with all this fear I'm involved with

Yeah, I know we all got problems

But some more than others

While the suburb kids hate their parents

The hood's still in the war over colors

Even though it's more of just throwing up a sign now

You could get shot if you just raise your eyebrow

If you can't put up with this shit, then bitch, lie down

Or maybe you can just keep your fucking mouth shut

The dirty over the polish, that's how the South was

But I just see it as a realer point of view

If you stealing from me, I'm stealing from you

Taking back what's mine, and put it back in design

The truth is what we lacking to find, and we laughing at minds

And we wonder why these motherfuckers attracted to crime

And I'm never blasting a nine again

But these rhyming gems, bitch, you'll never have a fraction of mine

It's Bouty

It's Bouty

It's Bouty, bout it

It's Bouty, bout it, bout it

It's Bouty, bout it, bout it

It's Bouty, bout it, bout it

It's Bouty

It's Bouty