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The lotus pod, the lotus pod fucka Vampiro, child of the rancid, wrechet, darknest Vampiro, I truly am a juggalotus Maniac killa Super unknown, hero A true hatchet ryda Long rain the lotus killas Then again, is my priviledge To power bomb your fuckin' ass On a bed of butcher knife's muthafucka The result of 6 serial, murderin' maniac killas Killin', murderin', stabbin' All hail the lotus pod from heince we came Hello, Hi I'm Shaggs I don't know, maybe you heard of me The Southwest Strangla That one guy from icp No? Well, it's cool maybe you don't know what to expect Allow me to extend my hand In friendship to shake your fuckin' neck As if you don't know, well you don't gotta clue 2dope, maniac killa from dark lotus crew Oh shit damn, lemme quit chokin' ya Sike, UUhh..uhh...ahhhhahaha Letras de canciones I need a cigarette before I go ballistic sadistics of my mind frame Explains when I'm insane I'm twiztid branded With the mark or the axe A minor relapse and all I wanna do is split backs Biaatch I'm a maniac But, you gotta understand that a I can't control my hands and a I'll love ta choke you if I can and a Never once Nowhere in my mind as I was sane Ever since I remember, kill is just a game [x2] I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled See me on the streets bitch, don't get killed My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side Who wanna die? Who wanna die? Uhh.. Watch me, I tippie toe Richie, your death is slow No run, nowhere to hide One more, one homicide Who cares, when I was hungry Passed out, dead with no money Mama, she cleaned your toilets Mama, she bought my bullets Bullets, can be so pretty Watch out, ugly and bloody Fear not, I am no sicko Your life, not worth the nickle Don't go, I will not eat you Your kind, I will defeat you Mama, never expected Mama, Her pain corrupted [x2] I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled See me on the streets bitch, don't get killed My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side Who wanna die? Who wanna die? I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled A maniac killa, don't get killed I be the maniac K-I double L-A I slit their fuckin' throats and have Sex with all the bodies, I'm a retard People call me special though I keep my victims eyelids In a mennilla office envelopes I split you like a cantalope To see whatd on your mind Smokin' trees, keep me find well at least most of the time Till i'm on your front lawn Waitin' in the cold, the lights on But don't look like nobody home At last I come creepin' threw darkness Missin' this dark and take out any carcass Dumpin' out my big dugs A couple suckas playin' dub with they gases Nobody else ghetto path Huh? muthafucka, give up your bread This is blaze ya dead homie sickin' the head I've been dead I thought you knew, I'm a maniac killa Psycho, thug, fillin' body bags on the daily whut? [x4] I'm a maniac killa, blood gets spilled See me on the streets bitch, don't get killed My mind is on my axe and my axe is on my side Who wanna die? Who wanna die? From Letras Mania