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letra de hell’s kitchen (remix) - bukshot and turncoat dirty

[verse 1: bukshot]
i’m your nightmare living when you wake up
do the sh-t for free, like a pay cut
dead bodies in my trunk, watch me horde up
keep their heads in a chest like a horcrux
mr. wilson fisk you could call me buk
times up, grab my tools, now you’re out of luck
like bl–dy s-x, i’m a horror buff (horror buff)
if we’re next-door neighbors then you’re sort of f-cked
bet you didn’t know our other neighbor’s been dead
sent ’em on a little trip to meet pinhead
got my jason mask and some bl–dy gloves
grab my ancient axe, had to cut ’em up
sh-t’s deep like the holes in the graveyard
black chucks, tattoos, and some blade scars
duffel bag full of scr-ps and some hot metal
h-ll’s kitchen’s ours, f-ck daredevil

[chorus: bukshot]
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me

[verse 2: turncoat dirty]
3:36 s-xt text her to meet
yeah that fifty-five grain knocking b-tches off they feet
frank castle bring the heat like that symbol on my chest
double-tap to the skull
4. rip through the vest
naw this is not a test, this a real-world scenario
surrounded by the sound of villains k!lling you a stereo
blindfold a mothaf-cka, chirps from the bird box
ghost with the sh-lls, no alert till you heard shots
i’m a k!lla, mo’ murda be the theme song
a gorilla, yeah you heard this sh-t on king kong
let out the cage luke i am now your father
soning all these b-st-rds, turn ’em all into my daughter
i dare the devil, f-ck ’em he ain’t even on my level
he want a high from catching smoke, yo i got a shovel
punish anybody, i do not discriminate
strapped like a p-wn shop and ready to eliminate
[chorus: bukshot]
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me

[verse 3: lyte]
sn-tch you p-ssies on site
k!llers on standby
run up in your crib all masked up just like mankind
b-tch i’m a landmine (woo)
so keep stepping, we keep weapons on deck
we’ll wreck wet your dreams
rapping moss off giving no f-cks
give and leave ripping up yo guts
treat his belly like a deli boy, come and get these cold cuts
holding both nuts
so gruesome make you throw up (ugh)
they talking twenty-five to life (ha)
i’m like “so what”
sewn up, who know that f-ckboy he can’t jump in
i’ll puncture this punks skin and carve ’em like a pumpkin (haha)
till his face sunk in, looking all deformed (ugh)
you can’t be saved and can’t be reborn
when your team’s swarmed you run from the storm like fortnite
i devour the beef, and y’all, y’all more the pork type
i be in court like “it’s something that i didn’t do”
and if you testify then you can get it too (ugh)
[chorus: bukshot]
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me
murder
let’s start a k!lling spree, h-ll’s kitchen tonight, you and me

- bukshot and turncoat dirty

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