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MIC MURDERER

[Intro]
Step in my slaughterhouse—mic’s my blade!

[Verse 1]
Blood on the wall, I’m the reaper with flair,
Chainsaw rips flesh, guts hit the air,
Skull cracked wide, brain’s my snack,
Mic’s a machete, no turnin’ back!
Intestines dangle, I’m laughin’ at the mess,
Ribcage vest, I’m the king of distress!

[Chorus - The Hook]
MIC MURDERER, WORDS ARE MY GUN!
SLAYIN’ BEATS, BODIES UNDONE!
GORE IN MY VEINS, BLOOD-SOAKED RUSH!
RIP YOUR SOUL, BONES TO DUST!
RAAAAH! KILLER ON THE TRACK!
RAAAAH! NO COMIN’ BACK!

[Verse 2]
Cops can’t catch me, I’m slippin’ the chase,
Rhymes cut deep, carve your face,
“Caught a body? Nah, diced him nice!”
Flow’s a grenade, blowin’ up the mic,
Puppet master, pullin’ strings with a grin,
Turn your crew to stew, let the carnage begin!

[Chorus - The Hook]
MIC MURDERER, WORDS ARE MY GUN!
SLAYIN’ BEATS, BODIES UNDONE!
GORE IN MY VEINS, BLOOD-SOAKED RUSH!
RIP YOUR SOUL, BONES TO DUST!
RAAAAH! KILLER ON THE TRACK!
RAAAAH! NO COMIN’ BACK!

[Verse 3 ]
Rapid-fire spit, I’m a cyclone of rage,
Mic’s a machine gun, blastin’ the stage,
Tongue twists quick, I’m a verbal beast,
Blood splatters fast, it’s a lyrical feast!
Veins poppin’ out, shred your flesh to the beat,
Skull fragments fly, I’m the king of the street!

[Bridge - The Breakdown]
Blood on the fader, mixin’ the dead,
Mic cord’s a noose, screams in my head,
Laugh while I stab, it’s a sick little dance,
Flow’s a guillotine, no second chance!

[Verse 4 - All Styles Mash]
I’m the shadow in the booth, stealin’ breath with a verse,
Gore’s my art, paint your death, no curse,
Quick with the wit, “Lost your tongue? You’re mine!”
Fast as a demon, blood floods the line,
Chainsaw hype, rip your chest to the sound,
Mic murderer’s reign, bodies hit the ground!

[Chorus - The Climax]
MIC MURDERER, WORDS ARE MY GUN!
SLAYIN’ BEATS, BODIES UNDONE!
GORE IN MY VEINS, BLOOD-SOAKED RUSH!
RIP YOUR SOUL, BONES TO DUST!
RAAAAH! KILLER ON THE TRACK!
RAAAAH! NO COMIN’ BACK!
GRRRR! BEAST IN THE BOOTH!
GRRRR! FINAL TRUTH!

[Outro - The Fade]
Booth’s a crime scene, mic drips red,
Every bar’s a body, every rhyme’s a head,
SCREEEEEEEECH! King of the kill,
MIC MURDERER, FOREVER I THRILL!