Davey Dips - Insane Asylum Lyrics

My psychopathic tendencies are spicer than chicken wings
I just want to choke a throat until my victim couldn't breathe
Blame it on an overdose fentanyl was in his d
Leave his body in the street and walk away scott free
Samples chop like mincemeat don't look at me dick weed
Hangin in the basement the smell is so sickening
Murder is addicting rappers shouldn't lip sync
I can't believe they put Leatherface in lipstick
Davey dips on that jack rip shit dead baby bassonet basketcase don't forget
Give rabies to the vet than i Cujo him to death
I got my name from smokin wet dippin menthol cigerattes
I lost my brain a little bit found it than i jiggled it
Firmly gripped like i was fondling tiny tits
I think I love this zombie chick I'm really f*ckin feelin it
We got a lot in common were both giant necrophiliacs

Stop yo what the f*ck was that
Rewind that shit kid play it back
Davey Dips on the track
This kids a f*ckin problem
Insane Asylum Insane Asylum Insane Asylum

My eyes are buggin moaning like I'm cummin
To the drum rhythm how many beats per nuttin
These beats I'm f*ckin up the kid is f*ckin nuts
Mark of the beast I've been branded in blood
I keep on running up the score till you've had enough
Imma poor sport good sportsmanship sucks
My penmanship's rough offensive like cunt
I jump in the front and just take what I want
My str8 jackets tucked like dicks under nuts
The reason I'm inheres kuz I'm hooked on drugs
I went to the club covered in blood
That acid I took ain't helpin me none
Speaking in tounges drinking red rum
Speakin in tounges drinking red rum

Stop yo what the f*ck was that
Rewind that shit kid play it back
Davey Dips on the track
This kids a f*ckin problem
Insane Asylum Insane Asylum Insane Asylum

Insane asylum catch me whilin living dead infect the island
The site of me is terrifying I got a main just like mountain lion
Maul you without even tryin claws are made from clams and iron
Put a damper on you testifying durin the witchin hour
I don't have no superpowers just a gun to make you cower
I'm probably gonna burn in hell once I kill myself like a coward
Creepy like the monster that's been living in my closet
Keep my problems to myself anonymous like alcoholics
The songs I have told I have wrote on my own
A mix of tales from the crypt and the twilight zone
Everythings homegrown where the jersey devil roams
In the solace of the woods I prefer to be alone
The only company I keep are the skeleton bones
Seated at the round table near the sword in the stone
The only company I keep are the skeleton bones
Seated at the round table near the sword in the stone

Stop yo what the f*ck was that
Rewind that shit kid play it back
Davey Dips on the track
This kids a f*ckin problem
Insane Asylum Insane Asylum Insane Asylum