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(INTRO) My name is SickTanick and I worship Satan I'm gettin' all this money from this shit that I'm makin' I talk about evil like an emo kid 'Cos my daddy used to rape me in my very own bed... My name is Razakel and I was raped by Sick I'm on the record label even though I sound shit 'Cos I sucked his dick in the name of evil My records still sell because of stupid people... (Hahaha...) Yea... SickTanick and Razakel... Serial Killin' Records... Let me tell you something You ain't nothin' but some fuckin' bitches... Yea, you think you're all that and then some. Let me tell you something about y'all... You're nothin but a couple of ema... emo ... fucking emo kids... You ain't fuckin' shit, bitches! (VERSE 1) You woke up, got your throat cut, you're chillin' in my fridge You's a bitch SickTanick, so I toss you off a bridge You sound like a Jamie Madrox wannabe brotha... You should be yourself but you wanna be another You sound like a fag and your topics are whack I oughtta step right up and smack your fat ass, Jack... You can't rap, don't claim it. You should be ashamed Letras de cancionesOf the shit you put out and you're so-called fame You're nothing new to this game, another moron kid Claimin' Satan, thinks it's scary, makes him feel that he's big Brotha, you remind of a teen who got raped And couldn't handle the stress, so he plays your tapes To make him feel he has power when he don't have shit Except an ass ripped open by his father's dick Is that you Sick? Yea it probably is... So you sold a lot of records but you're only a BITCH. (CHORUS) SKR is the label for fags - Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag, With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me. 'Cos SKR is the label for queers - Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers, And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me. (VERSE 2) She awoke with a pair of bloody hands 'round her throat You's a whore Razakel, and I want you to choke The only reason you're signed is 'cos you're always getting banged By the owner of the label and he's just the same You get fame for doing nothing 'cos your lyrics are shit And your beats are either stolen or created by Sick And all you do is talk about the way you're raped by Satan? You ain't Goth-Rap bitch, you better quit fakin' You're just a slut like your boy ShitTanick A couple lost kids and you think you're satanick Funny bitch, wanna see you dead in a ditch 'Cos you're a stuck-up slapper - and your records are shit I'm not one to start a beef, but your run your mouth You think you're better than me!? I'll smash your fucking lights out I might not sell thousands. Or maybe I do. But no matter what you fucking whore, I'm better than YOU. (CHORUS) SKR is the label for fags - Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag, With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me. 'Cos SKR is the label for queers - Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers, And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me. (VERSE 3) Let me sum it up for yer if you're feelin' confused You release the kinda shit a cat like me wouldn't use The kinda shit I toss away because it takes no skill The kinda shit you hear by ShitTanick - and Razakel. I used to keep out of your way and let you do your thing But you had to talk shit. Now this cat will sing Listen up y'all, you're the worst rappers I know Team Death sucks cock like a vacuum and blows I don't know who you think you are, but I'll tell you what you look like - A fat motherfucker with a bitch who's a dyke You're not legends like Necro or ICP... You sound like shit and got NOTHING on me. You make the scene look bad and your shit might sell But it's still fucking rubbish and yo... Razakel (Heh) - We both know it... so just admit You're only on the record label 'cos you sucked Sick's dick... (haha) (CHORUS) SKR is the label for fags - Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag, With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me. 'Cos SKR is the label for queers - Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers, And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea 'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me. (BREAKDOWN) SKR's got nothing on me SKR's got nothing on me Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me Razakel and SickTanick like to rape babies SKR's got nothing on me SKR's got nothing on me Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me Razakel and SickTanick - jealous of me SKR's got nothing on me SKR's got nothing on me Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me Hope the motherfuckers both die in their sleep SKR's got nothing on me SKR's got nothing on me Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me Fuck SKR, buy MY CD's. (OUTRO) Hey Raz - I don't understand this cat Why's he dissin' on us? What did we ever do to him? I mean, we might be whack but at least we're tryin', right? I don't understand it - maybe I... maybe I... I think I should... Yea! I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna call Satan on this motherfucker! I'm gonna get The Devil on this bitch! YEA! I'll show him our wrath! Serial Killin' Records for life, bitch! Nobody fucks with SickTanick and Razakel! Yea! Yea! Let's go... Let's go cut our wrists Raz! Let's go cut our wrists in the name of Satan! And then maybe...maybe then he'll see who's the bitch Yea.. he'll see who's the bitch! Yea, it's us... yea... we're the bitch Yea... I'm so fuckin' emo... (Thanks to Koudelka for these lyrics) From Letras Mania