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letra de house of tortures - 6 senz

[6 senz]
6 motherf-cking senz steep wood junt tape coming soon
resurrections of the motherf-cking living dead
f-ck you
f-ck the gods
strip the f-cking cross f-ck these hoes
live and die motherf-cker

tales of the [?], holy ghost
psychic deadly thumpin’ ass
something flanking through the smoke
ways of satan in my [?] days are breaking
’till the day a [?]
through them in my f-cking grave
disintegrate my mind and body
into outer sp-ce a place where brand new
[?] to everything the diss of race
so i can k!ll these f-cking busta sucka undеrcover face
put your steak up on thе plate i dig ya mane
i play with knives and i will put you in your motherf-cking place
running in the night to [?] ’till you see something approaching
give up from the gates of satan take your time
walking down the steps to heaven to the fire
see [?] for my clan
drugs and everything that you could sight i got it in my mind
ridin’ into darkness so i spark and then i get your ass
up into the jungle of the bone people start to die
hoes just getting put to rest into the motherf-cking [?]
[?] gonna get your eyes and cut them from your sight
looking like a jack o’lantern lighting up the f-cking night
pour the gasses spark the match and never see the fight
in sickened life until you’re gonna die
wicked tricks and paralyse
victims of the evil crucifix you b-tches getting bent
break the light hung up on the cross and upside down
and i’m [?] so so [?] is very nice
i slice a little bit of my [?]
then drip some [?] down up on the shrine
i said it [?] while i worship [?]
but all i see is evil minds columbine
curses wish to murk your motherf-cking life
with no gun i got a knife ill slice and dice
until your body looking like a pot
or a pizza grate you with that mothef-cking extra sauce
cut ya up up in your guts and throw up until i see ya die
put your organs on the board
while i watch your [?] and cry
then i takes your bones up out your skin and make a [?]
of the dead, devil in the skies
hoes just [?] when it’s tied too tight
thunder drama when the lightning strikes
the wicked beast has come up out the night
now he’s here to take a bite of your body
then he’s sent back in the pits of flames and cries
[?] feed your f-cking life, falling all apart
while i make the arts and get so high and ride my bike
cause i do not have a car, and cars can’t drive
through the backyards in them dirty boulevards
when i’m gripping on my handle bars
motherf-cker
6 f-cking senz hoe
resurrection of the f-cking living dead f-ck these b-tches
triple six

f-ck you x3

motherf-cker

- 6 senz

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