[Intro] (F.E.T.U.S)
Yeah, yeah
Haha, yeah
Yo, uh
Yo

[Verse 1] (F.E.T.U.S)
Let me get that blade sharpened to kill, who you know can [?]
[?] ain't pussy that's bleeding even if it's your mom's vag
I got a short fuse and long plaids
So stay the fuck from round me and snap from the back like a brastrap
These niggas really optimistic, gotta watch the dissin'
Niggas soft and cause my competition non-forgivin'
I got a vision where your top is missin'
That Mardi Gras shit, body gone quick, but my coffin isn't
Little nigga, you ain't fuckin' with great
You said I'm wack? Thinkin' you'll live is another mistake
I'll cut a chunk of your skin off and cover the plate
So y'all can dine with the devil while your mother is raped

[Hook] (F.E.T.U.S)
I got a problem with you still breathing
Anytime you see my face I'm a real demon
We cut you the night before and you're still bleeding
Never [?] feelings
Niggas that I chill with even know
I'm a kill all, every last one of you
All I need is lyrics, you can hit me with a gun or two
If y'all don't see the nigga in front of you
Then maybe you needed to die, Sleep's Cousin

[Verse 2] (A-Game)
See I'm not one to have a short fuse
I'm pretty good at holding my anger in, but still I have some loose screws
I got a gun ready to shoot through
All of your walls, through your body yes this story is just too true
How would you like it if you were to die slow? I'll do this with my eyes closed
Call me Norman Bates, cause I'm a psycho (yeah!)
I'm a fuckin' murder maestro
I'll cut you till your body's laying slump and red is leaking out a nice tone
All it takes is a couple bullets to stop your breathing
It's killing season and I'm rolling with my potna F.E.T.U.S (Terrorists!)
Your life's depleting, pretty soon it's gonna be deleted (bow!)
I'm kinda spooky while your body is just steady bleeding
Everybody they decided to keep-k-keep judging (fuck 'em)
So I'm aimin' my AK with a need-to-keep bustin (hahahaha)
If you see me comin' your way then you need-to-keep runnin
Cause I'm a give 'em what we like to call Sleep-S-Sleep's Cousin

[Hook] (F.E.T.U.S)
I got a problem with you still breathing
Anytime you see my face I'm a real demon
We cut you the night before and you're still bleeding
Never [?] feelings
Niggas that I chill with even know
I'm a kill all, every last one of you
All I need is lyrics, you can hit me with a gun or two
If y'all don't see the nigga in front of you
Then maybe you needed to die, Sleep's Cousin