Married to Pain

*sample*<br>Pain...how dare you use that word? What youth it shows to me. It`s only a shadow<br>Pain has a face. Allow me to show it to you. I am pain..<br><br>[Necro]<br>We are gathered here today to join these two in holy matrimony<br>Are you willing to accept pain as your lawfully wedded wife? (I Do)<br>And are you willing to accept this piece of a shit as your lawfully wedded victim? (I Do!!!)<br>I know pronounce you married to pain!<br><br>[Mr. Hyde]<br>It`s Mr. Hyde you fuckin whore best be lockin up your door<br>Contaminators filled with gore stitch you up to cut you more<br>Blood is what you lost, you`re a very lucky corpse<br>Slicin you like Vietnam people cuttin puppy dogs<br>You know my glock is live so be cautious not to die<br>Fuck with Hyde and shots will fire cross the T`s and dot the I`s<br>Crews are losin lots of lives if they battlin my zombies<br>We bustin bullet holes all up in your Abercrombies<br>Blood is gushin out when my knuckles touch your mouth<br>Don`t give a fuck about teeth in my fist I`ll pluck `em out<br>Reachin for my shank leavin 2 ducks with scars<br>Right through guts I carve I`m cooped up and starved<br>Nestled in my basement my testament`s enslavement<br>If you speakin hostile you be wrestlin with crazed men<br>Cave men with appetites that all attack at nights<br>Salt will make your wounds sting like a yellow jacket bite<br>Don`t believe I burst techs you ain`t seen the worst yet<br>I`ll kill your fuckin seed before he takes his first step<br><br>[Chorus]<br>Accept your vows you`re married to pain<br>Don`t take it personal but kid you had to be slain<br>I`ll hack through your skull and spit on your corpse<br>And if the pulse stops consider it a divorce<br>Before I fill the torch up you best to sign the pre-nup<br>Or you`ll need surgery like a porno star with B cups<br>Married to pain I be disparagin frames<br>Fuck a scene I`ll let my foes scars carry my name<br><br>[Mr. Hyde]<br>I`m different from normal dudes cause I got a shorter fuse<br>And I`m in the sorta mood to slaughter you with fortitude<br>My hatchet presents a very violent offense<br>Blood leakin out of your vest til your apparel is drenched<br>You got beef I`ll let my ice slit your mug<br>The concrete connects with triplets of blood<br>Divide you in fourths just like you sign a divorce<br>Then I`ll drop in a plot sprinkle all on your corpse<br>The stench starts to fade but you are trenched in a grave<br>If your flesh can`t be saved bums eventually rape<br>They`ll feast like the holidays at least til you rot away<br>So much meat it`s like they hit the lottery<br>No seeds to debauchery it runs in my veins<br>I`m always lookin for an object to bludgeon your brains<br>The intent is tainted when I commit a blatant sin<br>Like stickin razors in your flesh to irritate your skin<br>I`m lettin satan in he`s takin over the wheel<br>I get to break your limbs he gets my soul in the deal<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Mr. Hyde]<br>Yeah that`s right mother fuckers it`s Mr. Hyde up in here. Heavily hackin you up<br>Give a big mother fuckin shot to Ming the Merciless, Eriz Hustler, Scotty Wax, NGP<br>and all my fucked up flesh eating zombies out there. Keep catchin bodies!