Losers Bracket Finals - Bags vs. ill Nik-A - {Bags wins}

[ill nik-A]

Flash Dracula's teeth, taste the splash off the cheek, depending the blood type the rush could last for a week
The owner of every axe has a freak, some like their head detached from their feet, others like to be opened in half when I skeet
every task is unique, I could let every anatomy free, assault and battery spree
Insanity glees with ur agony pleas, I'll rip ur intestines out just to shit on ur family tree
No one madder than me, I have a fear fetish & the heart gives me a clear message wearing this ear necklace
My knife'll make this bitch here breastless only to make it this queer's breakfast
Make cannibals off just peer pressure, manually pull souvenir dentures my trophies are holy
Pyro smoking a stogie, mate Joanie with ponies, then starve em to death till they're lonely & boney
All while viewing it on my Sony with homies, on some pay per view shit, savor through clips
break her two hips then wager who trips, in the middle of nowhere cam-cording gator food slip
but that cheap thrill doesn't beat skill, Bare hands around the throat seeks will deep still
Let the grief build then laugh till my cheeks fill, then have a healthy meal on u cuz all I eat's grilled