with lust to kill Watch out for the blade of death! Slice, with your tool Kill, bring death to the fool Slayer, you have done it again Ripped them and
Stench of shit enchants my nose Another victim in the street Bowels pulled out thru the slash Defecation oozes out
blades Of the ripper's seven knives Shining in the moonlight The blade of the ripper Shining in the eyes of death The blade of the ripper Feel the
Ripper, your soul was raped Your Christian blood runs red The Ripper's return, you're going to burn And die by the blade in his hand The Ripper's return
uhh Slab E-N-T Boyyy yea Chip the Rip ummm-hmmmm [verse 1] bitch i feel good don't i look stupendous my shine is so endless and shit too good to end
(this some real shit) Uhh, Drift off, to a place you wanna be I, I, I wanna go back to my mansion Not the one in Cleveland, the one in the Hamptons
Slide me a tip boyeee, yeah. Chip the rip. Mmhmm. Bitch I feel good, don't I look stupendous? My shine is so endless, aint shit you can do to end this
Yeah, we in the south. Me and my niggas, we in the south. Make roll (make some roll), we in the south. Bitch, bitch. We in the south (roll that
Verse 1: I keep it super cool, I don't fuck with these niggas Compare that shit to 99' you see the big difference These niggas is some bitches, that's
Aight look. Soon to be the nigga on whatever Drunk bullshittin, gettin nough chedder, eatin good. Little feather weight, alaskan crab legs on plates
Cool points, yeah Luis... ... off the shore, I just touched down and trying to score some more My personality is a set ... wisdom, from day to day they
open sore Suffocation nothing more Used to date the teenage queen Did her upon her sweet sixteen I'm Blag the ripper Blag the ripper Blag the ripper I'm Blag the ripper
'm a devil in disguise I'm a footstep at night I'm a scream of the sight All hear my warning Never turn your back On the ripper, the ripper, ripper
looks just like the rest of us In the middle of the night it's a different story Don't let him catch you all alone The real ripper ... ... your pay packet (? ) The real ripper
twilight's million battered lips sleep in a house of fractured smiles. young love's clumsy fingertips are gonna find out for themselves. the birds
quiet You'll never see the face Of the man in the window Heart begins to race He's the one to spring you a surprise Ah, the ripper master of disguise
Oh, you look so tired Mouth slack and wide Ill-housed and ill-advised Your face is as mean as your life has been Crash into my arms, I want you You don
I got a woman She rules my house with an iron fist I got a woman She rules my house with an iron fist She screams out Jack The Ripper Every time I try