Grey Matter - Reel Wolf, Donnie Menace, Kid Fade

You don’t wanna play chicken with a slaughterer

I’m quick to leave you tortured 'til your ligaments have fallen off of your body

This is not that Horrorcore you’re used to

Blessed by the legends and I’m offing off the new school

If you’re corny in the booth, I’m stomping you with new shoes

Suspect rappers should be walking in a tutu

My raps make cats nauseous and attract carnage

Lock a rapper in my torture chamber, that’s a Trap artist

You do not want it, I’m watching on the proud stalking

Soon as you make to the top?

You’ll get dropped off it

Bodies on top of bodies like I stock coffins

Son I’m sickening, fuck a Dunder Mifflin, Hll is my office

Soon as your spirit flees, I’m making it mine

Becaus time is of the essence and I’m wasting no time

Underestimating my grind?

I’ll make them rewind

Like a head transplant, I’ll be changing your mind

No time for wasting, my pen is leaving shell cases

Like a fully automatic, I’m mad that the crowd’s waiting

Static, I drown patients, still forming the foundation

Spitting ammo on the page, better man your battle stations

Bringing fire so hot they call me the son of Satan

Hit the floor to the morgue, prepare for your cremation

Total obliteration, I’m loco, my reputation

As an older kid is Jason without a masked invasion

Body counts are racing to a permanent vacation

Since death is what you face, I need total cooperation

Blazing the confrontation that’s leaving in amputation

For you to make it out alive, survival’s your motivation

Total elimination, I’ll cripple whoever’s waiting

Tear the skull off your shoulders, I’m crazy, a mental patient

Psych Ward’s finest, so mind us, whoever’s hating

So for me to get ahead, I bring total decapitation