Murder Rap from Exodus by Malloy

Chorus:

This is murder rap
This is the shit that makes you say "yo I wish I never heard of that"
But I don't give a fuck, I’ma keep on blurting that
Murder rap


Verse 1:

First, I'ma offer ya a ride in my Altima
Then proceed to alter ya sense of direction
Perception, but that goes without mention
As soon as you get in, you ask me a question
"Where are we going?" But I'm in the mood for deception
So I keep it a secret
As soon as we get
Closer I'll tell ya, but for now let's enjoy the drug paraphernalia
Open that shit, go head, I promise it won't bite
Yo, don't fight with me, cuz I won't be so nice
If you piss me off
I'll need a fucking shower just to rinse me off
Cuz I'll devour ya, scowl for an hour, then prowl the
Perimeter, actin a little bit sinister
Yeah...cuz I'm a little bit immature
So like I said, unless you wanna be dead
Follow directions, ain't no half steppin
Either you do or you don't, yeah that’s your own fuckin preference
But don't look so scared, because we both know that death is
The only possible outcome, you're just delaying your fate
Straight out of the gate, what did you think would happen?
We'd pleasantly chat, then you'd skedaddle? You're trapped in
A fantasy, snap back to real life
It's a fallacy, the way your brain's working this evil night


Chorus (2x):

This is murder rap
This is the shit that makes you say "yo I wish I never heard of that"
But I don't give a fuck, I’ma keep on blurting that
Murder rap


Verse 2:

Cuz I'm malevolent, never heaven sent
A testament to evil's what I represent
Get tensed a bit when I vent this shit
Like the president at the sight of a Mexican
There's no precedent for this dementedness
I was meant for this, since my genesis
Enter into a mind with a devilish wit
Kinda hellish a bit, naw scratch that, a lot
Your first task is to not, make any sound
Just lay on the ground
"What do you want from me?" Ha! I get asked that a lot
I'm a decimator, deviously demolishin derelicts all the way to the next equator
Not the next imitator, I’m a vexed, dyslexic, hectic decibel breaker
So don't mess with my nature
Malloy! That's my name, yo!
But I'm far from little, I'm a trickle insane, bro
Stuck in a pickle, but fickle I ain't though
Not a stranger to pimpin, cuz listen, Satan's my main ho!
Yo! Yo!


Chorus (3x):

This is murder rap
This is the shit that makes you say "yo I wish I never heard of that"
But I don't give a fuck, I’ma keep on blurting that
Murder rap


Outro:

Woe to you, Oh Earth
For the Devil sends the beast with rap
Because he knows that time is short
Let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
For it is a human number
Its number is Six hundred and sixty six

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative hip hop
• alternative rap
• east coast hip hop
• emo rap
• underground hip hop
• Philadelphia