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Dizze Dahmer:
Throw up the devil horns, bang your head 2 this shit
Like it’s a 1986 slayer mosh pit
Syko Sain we don’t dress to thrill or pop cris
We slice necks to kill, so u better be cautious
Let the blood spill make u bitches nauseous
Put a shotgun to your grill leave your body thoughtless
And we aint goin stop this murderating process
Our escalating progress got us calculating profits

D-Lo MacVeigh:
You wanna talk shit, you gonna meet my glock, bitch
Or keep my name out your mouth, I know you like to pop lip
Only bitches gossip, so I’m droppin’ many suckas
Lookin’ at me side ways, you niggas die, mutha fuckas
There’s 4 of you and one of me, and all you can do is mean mug
Bitch, I’m a real hooligan, fuck you wanna be thugs
There will be no truce if I have anything to do with it
And your corpse will keep bleedin’, until I’m fuckin’ through with it

Hook:
We creep evenings, they sayin that we diseased and sick
We see blood leakin, we’re freakin, we need to take a sip
We Need no reason, we’re fiendin to sink our teeth in it
So keep bleedin, keep keep bleedin bitch

Dizze Dahmer:
Stabbed up, gashed up, leakin DNA fluids
I told u there will be blood like Daniel Day Lewis
Act tuff, get smacked up, try 2 make your way through us
U just a wannabe thug, you’ll probably try 2 sue us
And we aint gangsta, but we never claimed that
But we’ll blow your brain back, nothin but a blood stained hat
Now on a tombstone is where your names at
And the epitaph reads, bitch, Syko Sain’s back

D-Lo MacVeigh:
We see the game's whack, We gotta bring our name back
Leavin' niggas broken and battered is where we got our fame at
And all this hippy talk about unity and peace
Shit, this beef won't stop til you or me's deceased
It's niggas like you that fucked up my reputation
makin' me snap, so now I'm self medicatin'
But the liquor makes me sicker, I know you're prayin' I fall
Bitch, I ain't goin' nowhere til your brains on the wall

Hook:
We creep evenings, they sayin that we diseased and sick
We see blood leakin, we’re freakin, we need to take a sip
We Need no reason, we’re fiendin to sink our teeth in it
So keep bleedin, keep keep bleedin bitch

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from Wicked Sindicate Mixtape Vol. 1 "Wake The Fuck Up​!​!​!​", released September 8, 2009
Written & Performed by Dizze Dahmer & D-Lo MacVeigh
Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Dizze Dahmer at The Sanitarium in Cumberland MD

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Wicked Sindicate Is The Infamous Underground Record Label , Home To: Isolated Beingz , Ruthless Rob , Bleezy Poe & Dizze Dahmer (Formally Of Syko Sain)

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