Horns

Im a nice guy
My lifes a light sky
So Much love
I might cry
Not! Nice
TryIm an evil seed and the day
I sleep and the night fly
G.A.Z.E. in my
E.Y.EZ and you might die
Im a horn dog, gotta lotta of the porn yall
Warned yall,
I was straight born raw like
OrnthallBut
Im way worse because he was cornball
I remember keeping him in my dungeon with a leather suit
And a orange ball in his mouth
I had some foreign bras in his house
How did they get twisted and torn claws when in bout
Nine inches then
I stuffed dorn draws in his couch
For now I let em suffer in the morn. all then its ouch
I have a devils haircut in my mind
Thats why
I be sucking blood and busting nuts in my rhymes,
Im horny so dont ignore me if your semi-fine
Me and Gordy,
Prozak love orgies and we in our prime and we[Chorus:]
Cant hide the (horns)
And I must hide the (horns)
I live with the (horns)
So I die with the (horns)
If you fuck with the (horns)
Then you get the (horns)
So if you want the (horns)
Then Ill give you the (horns)(Repeat)[Verse 2: ~Prozak ~]
Schizophrenic thoughts spin around my mind sorta like rotisserie
Spittin this wicked ministry to the beat of this rebecks symphony, with a sin for me
Separated by 6 degrees of greed for centuries
And hatred engulfs my sensories like hallow screams from penitentiaries
This perpetuus cycle of depression intention remains bottomless
Even my psychologist said suicidemay be the only option out of this
And while the name prozak and insane seem to sustain synonyms
One half of me wants to engage in the fame while the other half subsides monogamously
A vigilantly that sends deadly packages through the mail
Confusing law enforcement agencies cause
I write death threats in brail
With somewhat of a
God complex sending the
Arabs to the depths of hell
I warned you, you were for warned, now witness like horns unveiled
Im taking you on a hell ride so grab those safety belts and fasten em
Through the screams of tortured souls and eternal flames crackling
Refusing to reap what you sow and wanna stop this all from happening
This madness will continue until all of strange goes platinum[Repeat Chorus:][Verse 3: ~King Gordy~]
Im in the
Desert sands of
BethlehemTrying to get
Jesus to get
Mary in the manger,
And molest a lamb!
Dont jerk yourself off
Jesus, use someone elses hands,
So wheres those damn disciples,
Hed like to have some sex again!
I guess Young
Peters receiving,
Cuz Jesus fucked his ass.
Christ is an effin fag,
He likes to dress in drag .
But hey I guess his
Dad is just as mad,
God woulda never had a sissy for a son,
Bet hes regrettin that!
But yet we still aint accept the fact ,
That hes fuckin his mother,
And at the
Last Supper, he confesses that.
Hes an undercover,
Male-Lover,
And oh yeah,
Heavens wack!
He don't want the
Light,Now
I got Christ wearin black!
See, Im the
Devil on his shoulder,
Yeah Im that scary fat demon,
Thatll turn all you hethens into scaredy cats.
King Gordy, the
ANTI-Christ,
God Killer (no you)
Before and
AFTER Christ,
Im called a
Sinner,Muthafucker!