[Intro]
Klokwerk E
[Chorus: Kyle Kombs]
Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
I Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
[Verse 1: Billy D]
I'm Richard Ramirez when spitting these lyrics
I'm just writing down all the voices I'm hearin'
They're tellin' me I should go rape that old lady
And if she conceives, it'll be Satan's baby
I need me a friend, I can't talk to no therapist
Heads in my fridge and I love and I cherish them
I feel so pretty when I get to wear their skin
Clean up the crime scene, don't leave them no evidence
I live down the block from the spot so you never know
That I got people tied up in the basement screaming "Let me go"
Hanging by the ankles gotta drain 'em with a severed throat
Cookin' up the breakfast, if you're hungry homie let me know
I eat everything from the brains to the liver
I'll cut the uterus, I chew the shit like Jack The Ripper
I'll make a lampshade out your booty and your nipples
Klokwerk E, them some cold ass killers
[Chorus: Kyle Kombs]
Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
I Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
[Verse 2: Kyle Kombs]
I got an agent fucked up in the crib
They ain't found him in a grip, drilled a hole in his lid
Bitch in the oven, I don't know who it is
Eat her eyes and her lips, I'm deep-fryin' her clit
Cut the boy's head off, now I'm fuckin' his torso
Drawer filled with Polaroids, I'm makin' a porno
Serve the neighbors meat, it is the kid across the street
Yeah, I dragged him out his room while his parents were asleep
Shit I'm runnin' out of room in my freezer
Bitch talkin' shit, she don't know that I'ma eat her
I'm not talkin' 'bout the pussy, but the meat on her femur
I might shoot her in the chest, hit her with a Cleveland Steamer
Klokwerk E got your skin on my slippers
Group full of frat boys, five guys for dinner
Murder be my hobby, got a whole lot of bodies
You ain't findin' little Bobby, dropped him off in the river
[Chorus: Kyle Kombs]
Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
I Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
[Verse 3: S.O.N]
Blood on my face, I have murdered my parents
I brutally cut off their faces, I wear them
Inside of my home where nobody can see me
Masturbating to the news clips on the TV
God in the flesh, I am here for the rapture
I'm diggin' the eyes off the skull of a pastor
The grace is amazing, you see, now you're blind
Now I send you to Hell with the rest of your kind
Servin' up your head on a platter, bitch it's suppertime
Take a bite out your brain so I can get a piece of mind
Drinkin' your adrenochrome, I'm sweating 'cause I'm fuckin' high
When I'm on a bender no surprise everybody dies
Just another sacrament experimental sacrifice
Drugged out acolytes send you to your afterlife
Eat their rotten flesh and remember it's a meal
Let everybody know S.O.N's the illest that can be, bitch
[Chorus: Kyle Kombs]
Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey
Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
I Jeffrey Dahmer your mama, Ted Bundy your girl
John Wayne Gacy your babies and Jack The Ripper your world
I Zodiac on your cousin, BTK on your auntie
Ed Gein, skinned up, they ain't finding no bodies
[Outro: Kyle Kombs]
Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey, Jeffrey Dahmer your mama
