DEATHONDISPLAY ft. Jasxn

Brains, ay, all over my foyer

I staple his organs together and sell it for eight hundred k, yuh

This is art that we're talking, I'm mounting his mug, got a death on display, yuh

I'm falling to pieces now, without a reason, now get the fuck out of my way

I'm gonna kill him in linens, I'm gonna bury my sinning

You will never spot me, move in walls and never say my name

You should all pay me, I made ya, renting my flows and my cadence

Never hear me treading till I'm at the neighborhood you claim

I'm a caiman, with an acid dose

Like five mL, and you're comatose

Get my tools at Lowe's, then I kill ya

Got no need to hide your body, hang your head up in my villa, bitch