I Wanna Loove You

Hey!
You want to be my girlfriend?
Come on...
We'll be together FOREVER, HAHAHAHAHAHAAHA...

I want so much, you get it, I'm that vicious
Like a skinny little kid whose got a fetish for fat bitches
I rip that hole wide, need to be getting some stitches
Call me Ike Turner the way I'm 'hitting' these bitches
Slice up her hips, (what?) chop off her legs, hit her with bats? (bats)
I sure wouldn't mind hitting that from the back (back)
Cause I'm a necrofiliak, I'm killing bitches and fucking em
I know you feeling that, blood spilling, penis is stuck in em
Stabbing bitches with needles that Easy E just used
Call me Ras Kas' label how I just fucked you
Sex isn't beautiful, it's suppose to be dirty as fuck
Sweat and fluids everywhere, nobody taking plenty care
I'm like the exorcist how I rock the bed
Call me a bar stool, bitch, the way that I got 3 legs
Nigga, fuck you if you ain't down with this
I'm bound to piss on your spouse's tits, now look out for fists

Chorus:
I wanna loove you
And huug you
And fuuck you
......Until you die from it (X4)

When I was 15, I lost the better part of my brain
Went crazy, cut my vein until the blue turned red
Hoping all the pain would erase when I became dead
But I lived and just carried out the same pain
But this time I made the situation change in my favor
This time, I rhymed morbidly
Later on I discovered how evil whores can be
So now I don't get mad, I get even
And slice people who double cross me up nice and softly
Because what I have is costly; its my sanity
I'm not insane, I'm trying to rid the world of Vanity
And through death is the way, it's sad to see weapons spray
It's usually on the girls who try to leave me
But in my world, I'm the one who decides what arise
If need be I chop them into pieces till the world ends
End Result: I got a closet full of ex-girlfriends

Chorus

This song is a gross exaggeration of how I feel (syke!)
I don't murder for real, it's my imagination
The only thing in my closet are feelings I hold inside my mind
Never to be let out, just told in rhyme
If you listen, you hear it, and that's the only way I'm telling you
Cause I flow over beats like spirits
This ain't rap, this ain't music, it's a tool
I use it to vent, make up a stupid chorus and then explain myself
I don’t say this to hate the world
I want to love it to death, hoping life will come into breath
There's nothing to step to when I look at my empty bed
I'm coming to let you be with me, just peacefully
I just wish I had a mate I can say I sung to
Cause the world is full of love, I just wanna get some too
How bout a hug? All I wanna do is come through
No matter what you think, I just wanna love you

Chorus

Yo..
This started off as a joke..
But life aint no joke man..
Props to Freddy..the beatmaker
I'm just saying shit that's on my mind...
Whether it be relationships..friendships..lack there of..Damn
We aint never gonna be happy..
Might as well vent about it...