Slick Hal, VENOM23, RSHN - Night Stalker Lyrics

The so-called Night-Stalker is blamed for 7 murders
And 6 to 8 murders and 25 to 30 attacks
He's blamed for 14 murders and 34 separate attacks
The latest victim, a 35 year old man
Shot in the head
A masochist with an elaborate plan to get
A hammer and a banana clip
And smash your head and split it in half with it
Caravan to stash it in and I'll sit
Back and kick my feet up relax say it's an accident
And laugh, ya bitch
Relapsin' with some cannabis
Some smack and meth
Like Jack, I rip your motherfuckin' organs out your corpse and scatter it 
Jab a dagger in your bladder and have you glancin' at the madness
I'm flabbergasted at the pattern of the fuckin' blood splattering
Quit bitchin' and whining
I'll impale you with a motherfuckin' sickle, a knife and
An ice pick and a rifle, yeah
I'm twisted, I'm wicked, my mind's sick
I'm addicted to picking ya children, I'll kill 'em
I'm ill
I will skin 'em alive
And just to teach you a lesson
I'm 'boutta reach for a weapon
I'll let you breathe for a second
And then I'm beating your head in
I am a heathen, the Devil
The whole scene filled with red and
I'll leave you bleeding and nearly deceased and
Screaming for help
But
Ain't nobody hearing you scream
I'm a despicable criminal filled with liquor and weed
Cynical spawn of the Devil with a pentagram in the centre hand
Bitch, I'm the fear of your dreams
It was almost 3 a.m. Sunday morning
A 29 year old woman told deputies
An intruder shot her boyfriend in the head
Then turned on her
In the back of your house
Smacking your spouse
Got my hands down on the racks in her blouse
Y'all are the last in town
I don't give damn if you scratch and you shout
Fright-monger Night Stalker, so when I get slapped I'm aroused
Jump in your car, I'm the figure in the mirror when you're backing it out
Yank you out then I use the mic chord on your throat and wrap it around
While you get dragged on the ground
Before I put the gat in your mouth
Blah-dow
Your kids get snatched from the couch
Yeah, LOL bitch, I'm laughing out loud
I don't fuck 'em like Gacy, but I'm still actin' a clown
Casting your frowns
Run and hide, I'm comin' by
Tongin' wives, with a gun in sight
Her cunt's dry, take her ass for a round
Sodomize, then I cum inside
Cut her eyes with butter knives
Kinda like I asked to be found
Cry to Christ, while you die inside a bathtub
It ain't a huge task to be drowned
Bitch, shut the fuck up
When I attack it's like being harassed by a crowd
A lil bit of crack, makes all my demons react
Then I snap
Take a hockey bat to a cocky man
Smash his fuckin' trap like WHAM
BAM-BAM-BAM
How ya like that?
That's what the fuck happens when you fight back
Fuck rappin', I'm in a nightcap
Pentagram on the left while my right hand's
Got the daily nightcap
Sip the drink 'cuz I skipped like mmm, 5 naps
9 brats, filled with 9 mags
Shit's funnier to me than 9gag
Flip it up like Six-Six-Six
Meet yo' DOOM like Tick-Tick-Tick
Don't need an accomplice but I've groomed some twisted kids
Shit finna git sick, sick, sick
Venom, Slick and RSHN, bitch
You can either git with this
Or get your head rollin' like Limp Bizkit
Tear you up tryin' to make this stick-shift fit
On the Highway to Hell with a one-way trip ticket
Fuck yo lipstick, lick this dick
All your plans for tomorrow ruined
I'm bumpin' AC/DC, headphones glued in
Packin' my toolkit
Cops are stupid
All they've got is a shoe-print
So until that shoe fits, I'mma be elusive
This is my Satanic blueprint
Call me Baphomet 'cuz I'm the GOAT
When it comes to this murder music

The so-called Night-Stalker is blamed for 7 murders
And 6 to 8 murders and 25 to 30 attacks
He's blamed for 14 murders and 34 separate attacks
The latest victim, a 35 year old man
Shot in the head
A masochist with an elaborate plan to get
A hammer and a banana clip
And smash your head and split it in half with it
Caravan to stash it in and I'll sit
Back and kick my feet up relax say it's an accident
And laugh, ya bitch
Relapsin' with some cannabis
Some smack and meth
Like Jack, I rip your motherfuckin' organs out your corpse and scatter it 
Jab a dagger in your bladder and have you glancin' at the madness
I'm flabbergasted at the pattern of the fuckin' blood splattering
Quit bitchin' and whining
I'll impale you with a motherfuckin' sickle, a knife and
An ice pick and a rifle, yeah
I'm twisted, I'm wicked, my mind's sick
I'm addicted to picking ya children, I'll kill 'em
I'm ill
I will skin 'em alive
And just to teach you a lesson
I'm 'boutta reach for a weapon
I'll let you breathe for a second
And then I'm beating your head in
I am a heathen, the Devil
The whole scene filled with red and
I'll leave you bleeding and nearly deceased and
Screaming for help
But
Ain't nobody hearing you scream
I'm a despicable criminal filled with liquor and weed
Cynical spawn of the Devil with a pentagram in the centre hand
Bitch, I'm the fear of your dreams
It was almost 3 a.m. Sunday morning
A 29 year old woman told deputies
An intruder shot her boyfriend in the head
Then turned on her
In the back of your house
Smacking your spouse
Got my hands down on the racks in her blouse
Y'all are the last in town
I don't give damn if you scratch and you shout
Fright-monger Night Stalker, so when I get slapped I'm aroused
Jump in your car, I'm the figure in the mirror when you're backing it out
Yank you out then I use the mic chord on your throat and wrap it around
While you get dragged on the ground
Before I put the gat in your mouth
Blah-dow
Your kids get snatched from the couch
Yeah, LOL bitch, I'm laughing out loud
I don't fuck 'em like Gacy, but I'm still actin' a clown
Casting your frowns
Run and hide, I'm comin' by
Tongin' wives, with a gun in sight
Her cunt's dry, take her ass for a round
Sodomize, then I cum inside
Cut her eyes with butter knives
Kinda like I asked to be found
Cry to Christ, while you die inside a bathtub
It ain't a huge task to be drowned
Bitch, shut the fuck up
When I attack it's like being harassed by a crowd
A lil bit of crack, makes all my demons react
Then I snap
Take a hockey bat to a cocky man
Smash his fuckin' trap like WHAM
BAM-BAM-BAM
How ya like that?
That's what the fuck happens when you fight back
Fuck rappin', I'm in a nightcap
Pentagram on the left while my right hand's
Got the daily nightcap
Sip the drink 'cuz I skipped like mmm, 5 naps
9 brats, filled with 9 mags
Shit's funnier to me than 9gag
Flip it up like Six-Six-Six
Meet yo' DOOM like Tick-Tick-Tick
Don't need an accomplice but I've groomed some twisted kids
Shit finna git sick, sick, sick
Venom, Slick and RSHN, bitch
You can either git with this
Or get your head rollin' like Limp Bizkit
Tear you up tryin' to make this stick-shift fit
On the Highway to Hell with a one-way trip ticket
Fuck yo lipstick, lick this dick
All your plans for tomorrow ruined
I'm bumpin' AC/DC, headphones glued in
Packin' my toolkit
Cops are stupid
All they've got is a shoe-print
So until that shoe fits, I'mma be elusive
This is my Satanic blueprint
Call me Baphomet 'cuz I'm the GOAT
When it comes to this murder music