8 Bit Filth

[Intro]
Hahahaha! G-Mo! You bitch! Filth filth! 8-bit, 8-bit! Rich City!

[Verse 1]
G-Mo been spittin' filth since the playpen
With an axe I'll stab you in the back like a fake friend
Fuck a handout, I'm a self-made man
If he ain't heard about me that ninja gay then
Get it, Ninja Gaiden? I leave niggas stankin'
Hit him with a Zapper, now his fuckin' brain's pixelated
I do it quick and painless and I ain't pickin' favorites
Everybody can get it, bitch, my shit's contagious
You can't kill a machine, I bleed Kart Oil
Heatseekin' rockets, I launch 'em and send 'em all for you
Pull up, me and my niggas get the drop on you
From the rooftop gettin' stoned, we the gargoyles
Bury 'em motherfuckers under the daffodils
For my rappin' deal blood of the innocent had to spill
And nobody can save you, even The Man of Steel
Got his shit split like a goddamn Banana Peel (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
You motherfuckers brought the demon out
Bitch Inf Gang what I'm screamin' out (Bitch Inf Gang!)
Nigga fuck you and fuck what you think about
Bow down when G-Mo Skee around
We playin' no games! I'm back goin' apeshit still
Matter fact, nigga take this filth (Take that, take that)
I'm back goin' apeshit still
Matter fact, nigga 8-bit filth (Take that, take that)

[Verse 2]
Look! I only beef with crackheads
And that's my mistake
If you want war you must smoke a lot of base
I shove your fuckin' head in a piranha tank
You ain't got a face, now we can probably conversate
So what you mad about? That's what you should rap about
So I can knock another faggot out
I'm the china cabinet at your granny's house, niggas can't touch me
Lubricated chainsaws never get rusty
I'm more trusty, leave a mess where your guts be
Fuck beef, I give niggas Porkchops-O-Chunky
Animal, I was an extra in Jumanji
On Noah's ark, man, your bitch was front seat
Get it! Me and your bitch a fuckin' female dog
Fur tails, sharp teeth, and claws
Nigga you can suck six dicks and eat twelve balls
Before you ever say the words "G-Mo Skee fell off"
Filth!

[Chorus]
You motherfuckers brought the demon out
Bitch Inf Gang what I'm screamin' out (Bitch Inf Gang!)
Nigga fuck you and fuck what you think about
Bow down when G-Mo Skee around
We playin' no games! I'm back goin' apeshit still
Matter fact, nigga take this filth (Take that, take that)
I'm back goin' apeshit still
Matter fact, nigga 8-bit filth (Take that, take that)

[Verse 3]
I'm The Devil in the flesh, I've been possessed
The priest gave me an exorcism, then I slit his neck
All you motherfuckers squares like Giga Pets
Hit the deck before you get cooked, nigga, dinner's prepped
I'm the midget with the sinister laugh
Dismembered, put his innards and his liver in bags
I spit flame, break the fire extinguisher glass
And douse the whole studio when I get in the lab
Yeah! I'm takin' legs, put a sword to your fuckin' shin
Retired comedian, you'll never stand up again
Split personalities, ask my Uncle Ben
Psycho killer catchin' bodies at The Comfort Inn
I'm out here givin' trolls real fun
I take the show on the road, G-Mo will hunt
And throw them sluts in the Oldsmobile trunk
Smellin' like the asshole of a roadkill skunk
FIlth!