Crooked past & present [rap mixtape]

autopsy suprise

[VERSE ONE]
I was found on an autopsy table, toe labeled, killed some people mentally unstable, I ran outta people so I strangled myself with a cable, rigormortis I can't hardly move, I'll never be capable, I take that back I'm walking and stable, I'm hungry and feeble, (this story seems fable) I'll eat you first on the kitchen table, I'll drink your blood for my thirst, till I'm unable, I'm back from death, the darkness was like a cradle.

[HOOK ONE]
I'll eat your flesh, but I'm like subway I gotta keep you fresh, blood like siracha you can make a real mess, I'm retarded in math, can't pass a test, in death I'm more retarded then crack mixed with meth, and on my breath is the stench of death.

[VERSE TWO]
I keep my sh*t in the treble clef, which path do I go down the right or the left? I think I was stabbed in the chest, the sternum, (burn 'em) in between the breast, I'm apart of the undead just like the rest, I hate the church cuz that's were necrophiliacs molest, I'm too hick ain't got no family crest, but with my bloody fingers I'll whoop your ass in chess, I'm a rap god and your body I'll bless, I ate your flesh and didn't make a mess, I'll let the vermin eat the pieces and the rest, I live in a colorless world, my life before I can't seem to recollect. Now I'm dead and can't disinfect.

[Outro]
My names walking death and you'll be next.