Portrait of a death rapper

This portrait hide,
Face betrayed,
Wickedly,
Eyes off sate

Let’s get it percolating like the Church of Satan,
Berkowitz waiting to shred u like harking on damage incorporated
Leave you bandaged like the character of pus I created
Sedated like a dust head, it’s Necro, I hustled and made it
Slice your face like the Nikkie swoops, spitting violent haikus
Like the yakuza bruising you through hoo-shoo like Bruce
My sharp box cutters make you look like carcass covers
I’m an emperor like Marcus Aurelius bucking orders
Like Jho Clark, holding a Louisville Slugger,
Watching you in the dark like NARC, undercover pole
I’m the darkest discovered, creating Art Grotesque like cork express
You [bad word] would [bad word] mothers
Leave our [bad word] stuck in our crotch to rob you like Foxwood
Buck you like 2-Pac would, in the comb like peroxide
vacuole applied, on the eyes of a box, I bludgeon
You’re a dead [bad word] like (???)
The portrait

This portrait hide,
Face betrayed,
Wickedly,
Eyes off sate

You turn from pretty to pretty gross, to [bad word] smelling when decomposed
Hold your nose and come to toast to a ghost, like gland clothes
If you look like hard I’ll come close
No one comes closer to being a corpse than Anna Nicole
The nature of death speaks up on you like ATF
Take a breath, might be the last one left
If I hate you, I’ll fling you off a sky-scraper
Scrape off the pavement; disintegrate you like the laser in a light-saber
You’ll hit the street like a movie-dummy, you dummy
Now you’re a numb moving mummy with the removable tummy
Snuff you like (Zev) Chafets, like volcano lava
Burning your feeder cover you’re cadaver gored like Mary Obahava
Chained and gagged, maimed in dread
Cop’s sick enough of the remains in a bed, the brains of a [bad word] Your whole physical entangled and chunks of metal like a wire
My lyrics will mangle your tangle
The portrait

This portrait hide,
Face betrayed,
Wickedly,
Eyes off sate