Ritalin

Intro (Instrumentals): Yeah... Anyway, I sorta just deteriorated. Kinda started keeping to myself more, all that good shit. I really don't know what condition I am now. I mean, it doesn't really matter, you know? Whatever happens to me happens. Fuck the future, you'll never know what it contains. Fuck the past too, it doesn't matter anymore.

Verse 1

I'm disgusting, incorrigible,
A-typical, orginal muthafucka,
From the pits of hell,
Shotgun shell blast through ya head,
Won't stop shootin till the clip is dead,
Decapitation degredation,
Amnesia and sedadation,
Twenty-two hits is the magic number,
To put the beast in a slumber,
Dark days in stark ways,
Got me dazed through the days,
Words blend in the haze,
The skyline is weed from the bong,
Green line of smoke, drop the bomb,
Seriously delirious,
Purely curious,
What it sounds like when a man dies,
Brain trauma,
Bleed through your eyes,
Now's the time, ride or die,

Chorus x2

Riddling like Ritalin,
Halucinagenic pills make you ill,
Robotussin make you start bussin',
Rushin to the hospital,
Sew you up,
Find me in the O.R.
You know you're fucked.

Verse x2

Dismember your member,
On the ground disintegrated,
Splatter on the floor like you masterbated,
Staring down the hole,
Of a gun barrel,
Bullet tears through shredding bone marrow,
Brain matter splatter on the floor,
Reminiscent of early days of gore,
Dumped in the dumpster,
Never found again,
Buried in trash,
You'll never get out again,
Fuck bullets I keep guns away,
I'll choke you 'till your eyes turn gray,
Every way to kill I've done it all,
Kuckle to the temple make ya mind stall,
Generously kick you in the gut as you crawl,
'Till you puke out your organs onto the street,

Chorus x2

Riddling like Ritalin,
Halucinagenic pills make you ill,
Robotussin make you start bussin',
Rushin to the hospital,
Sew you up,
Find me in the O.R.
You know you're fucked.