D.Craze the Destroyer, South Central Cartel, DeKay - Chainsaw Lyrics

Mashing on these wack rapping actors flows immaculate
Put them in the dirt with a blood stained shirt the beat drops when I'm attacking it
Not a pacifist Quick to smack a bitch
Never fall victim to traps and tricks
Not concerned about those loose lips
Side arm cannon make them do back flips
Like gymnastics flow fantastic
Step to the greats put em all closed caskets
Bury them deep in eternal sleep
Reaper Project my soul to keep
With south Central Dekay's mental
Playboy the beast erase marks like a pencil
Just a little bit about the team you're facing
Mastermind here's my name and occupation
D.CrazE mc killer
Raw infectious like salmonella
Motherfucking mc gatling gun
Here to kick ass and chew bubble gum
Run run fall as they come
Chainsaw the track torture rack on the tongue
Slip in the clip and I subtract a son
Hip hop the matrix and I am the one
Outdated reference still love when I spit
Bury mc's under mountains of shit
I be the keeper with tales from the crypt
Verbally whip the microphone then dip
All these weak ass mc's living life on their knees
Put them in quarantine wack a disease
Execute quick no time for reprieve
Throw them in the flame 3000 degrees

Mashing on these wack rapping actors flows immaculate
Put them in the dirt with a blood stained shirt the beat drops when I'm attacking it
Not a pacifist Quick to smack a bitch
Never fall victim to traps and tricks
Not concerned about those loose lips
Side arm cannon make them do back flips
Like gymnastics flow fantastic
Step to the greats put em all closed caskets
Bury them deep in eternal sleep
Reaper Project my soul to keep
With south Central Dekay's mental
Playboy the beast erase marks like a pencil
Just a little bit about the team you're facing
Mastermind here's my name and occupation
D.CrazE mc killer
Raw infectious like salmonella
Motherfucking mc gatling gun
Here to kick ass and chew bubble gum
Run run fall as they come
Chainsaw the track torture rack on the tongue
Slip in the clip and I subtract a son
Hip hop the matrix and I am the one
Outdated reference still love when I spit
Bury mc's under mountains of shit
I be the keeper with tales from the crypt
Verbally whip the microphone then dip
All these weak ass mc's living life on their knees
Put them in quarantine wack a disease
Execute quick no time for reprieve
Throw them in the flame 3000 degrees