T.R.U. (Totally Rotten Underground)

[Verse 1: Yung $carecrow]

It's the fiend with bout 20 prescriptions

Down for my Triple 6 killers

I glisten in my world of fiction

Twitching from all my addictions

Mutilations deep down in my basement

Forsaken the road to heaven I had taken

Replacing my scriptures for demons and witches

While twisting a cigarillo fulla bitches and snitches

$ U I C I D E

P R O P H E T

Deceased bodies laying in sheets

The blackest creep of the black sheep

Summoned from Hades to rise

3AM when I arrive

6's all over my eyes

Picking my burial site

[Verse 2: Yung Plague]

All of these bullets have names written on them

The trigger I pull it and brains spill no caution

Often I murder I toss em

No washing

Ain't nauseous

I'm flossing inside of the coffin

I reek from the mice I eat

I am the fiend for the shrines and sheets

I am the tide and yes I am the deep

G R E Y F I V E N I N E

I am the skeleton hiding the bones I need

I am the leopard print that Lucifer uses for hide and seek

Enemies try and see me but I'm quite the freak

Hiding inside misery yeah my spine so weak

Frying my memory with all the pine a breathe

Scythe in a sheath

I will slice all the sheep because Christ is on ice

I'm collecting the blood he bleeds