Nothing On Me (SKR Diss) Testo

(INTRO)
My name is SickTanick and I worship Satan
I'm gettin' all this money from this shit that I'm makin'
I talk about evil like an emo kid
'Cos my daddy used to rape me in my very own bed...
My name is Razakel and I was raped by Sick
I'm on the record label even though I sound shit
'Cos I sucked his dick in the name of evil
My records still sell because of stupid people...
(Hahaha...) Yea... SickTanick and Razakel... Serial Killin' Records...
Let me tell you something
You ain't nothin' but some fuckin' bitches...
Yea, you think you're all that and then some.
Let me tell you something about y'all...
You're nothin but a couple of ema... emo ... fucking emo kids...
You ain't fuckin' shit, bitches!

(VERSE 1)
You woke up, got your throat cut, you're chillin' in my fridge
You's a bitch SickTanick, so I toss you off a bridge
You sound like a Jamie Madrox wannabe brotha...
You should be yourself but you wanna be another
You sound like a fag and your topics are whack
I oughtta step right up and smack your fat ass, Jack...
You can't rap, don't claim it. You should be ashamed
Of the shit you put out and you're so-called fame
You're nothing new to this game, another moron kid
Claimin' Satan, thinks it's scary, makes him feel that he's big
Brotha, you remind of a teen who got raped And couldn't handle the stress, so he plays your tapes
To make him feel he has power when he don't have shit
Except an ass ripped open by his father's dick
Is that you Sick? Yea it probably is...
So you sold a lot of records but you're only a BITCH.

(CHORUS)
SKR is the label for fags -
Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag,
With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me.
'Cos SKR is the label for queers -
Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers,
And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me.

(VERSE 2)
She awoke with a pair of bloody hands 'round her throat
You's a whore Razakel, and I want you to choke
The only reason you're signed is 'cos you're always getting banged
By the owner of the label and he's just the same
You get fame for doing nothing 'cos your lyrics are shit
And your beats are either stolen or created by Sick
And all you do is talk about the way you're raped by Satan?
You ain't Goth-Rap bitch, you better quit fakin'
You're just a slut like your boy ShitTanick
A couple lost kids and you think you're satanick
Funny bitch, wanna see you dead in a ditch
'Cos you're a stuck-up slapper - and your records are shit
I'm not one to start a beef, but your run your mouth
You think you're better than me!? I'll smash your fucking lights out
I might not sell thousands. Or maybe I do.
But no matter what you fucking whore, I'm better than YOU.

(CHORUS)
SKR is the label for fags -
Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag,
With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me.
'Cos SKR is the label for queers -
Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers,
And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me.

(VERSE 3)
Let me sum it up for yer if you're feelin' confused
You release the kinda shit a cat like me wouldn't use
The kinda shit I toss away because it takes no skill
The kinda shit you hear by ShitTanick - and Razakel.
I used to keep out of your way and let you do your thing
But you had to talk shit. Now this cat will sing
Listen up y'all, you're the worst rappers I know
Team Death sucks cock like a vacuum and blows
I don't know who you think you are, but I'll tell you what you look like -
A fat motherfucker with a bitch who's a dyke
You're not legends like Necro or ICP...
You sound like shit and got NOTHING on me.
You make the scene look bad and your shit might sell
But it's still fucking rubbish and yo... Razakel
(Heh) - We both know it... so just admit
You're only on the record label 'cos you sucked Sick's dick... (haha)

(CHORUS)
SKR is the label for fags -
Wrap SickTanick up in a bodybag,
With his bitch Razakel ditch 'em both in the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers ain't SHIT to me.
'Cos SKR is the label for queers -
Stab SickTanick with a pair of sheers,
And his bitch Razakel toss 'em into the sea
'Cos these motherfuckers got NOTHING on me.

(BREAKDOWN)
SKR's got nothing on me
SKR's got nothing on me
Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me
Razakel and SickTanick like to rape babies
SKR's got nothing on me
SKR's got nothing on me
Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me
Razakel and SickTanick - jealous of me
SKR's got nothing on me
SKR's got nothing on me
Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me
Hope the motherfuckers both die in their sleep
SKR's got nothing on me
SKR's got nothing on me
Serial Killin' Records got nothing on me
Fuck SKR, buy MY CD's.

(OUTRO)
Hey Raz - I don't understand this cat
Why's he dissin' on us? What did we ever do to him?
I mean, we might be whack but at least we're tryin', right?
I don't understand it - maybe I... maybe I... I think I should...
Yea! I'm gonna do it!
I'm gonna call Satan on this motherfucker!
I'm gonna get The Devil on this bitch!
YEA! I'll show him our wrath!
Serial Killin' Records for life, bitch!
Nobody fucks with SickTanick and Razakel!
Yea! Yea!
Let's go... Let's go cut our wrists Raz!
Let's go cut our wrists in the name of Satan!
And then maybe...maybe then he'll see who's the bitch
Yea.. he'll see who's the bitch!
Yea, it's us... yea... we're the bitch
Yea... I'm so fuckin' emo...