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letra de i can smell your anus (demo 2007) - bushpig scatbutcher

[chorus: mc bushpig]
baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

[verse 1: mc bushpig]
when i indulge in sick acts of s-xual murdering
i’m like an open heart surgeon, with the stench of your -n-l tract burning
it’s disturbing, yet arousing to see your dying ass’s purgery
your suffering makes my neglected, banned pr-ck erected
bathing in your blood, my c-ck stands perfected
i l!ck the red dripping c-nts
they remind me of my mother’s c-nt, it was wrinkled and weathered
she was slaughtered and beheaded, and my dad’s d-ck was severed
‘cos as a child, i was neglected and rejected by my own kind
they were blind to the sick world and its mass of lies
so i bring the sacrifice of the ignorant mortals that i despise
i’m spiritually satisfied with every victim that dies
dirty wenches getting crucified, strangled, and brutalised
bled dry, and sodomised
my c-ck is throbbing hard and her ass is so tight
i’m eating the dishevelled meats of the ladies of the night
s-x is so much better when i’m carving up a beef kite with a sharp knife
it’s my joy and pride when i divide the raw hide of a girl guide
your bleeding ring’s the stuffed offering
to the second coming of my swollen kn-b’s bludgeoning
fluids spew in the mouths of delicious b-tches
the pain is inflicted, my s-d-stic fantasies depicted
your meat is carved up for my enlarged, hard p-n-s’s rotten discharge on your blood-splattered lard
i’m the sickest, i’m worse than acquired syphilis
penetrate your dripping p-ssy while i l!ck your tits
you suck the pyogenic ulcers off dismembered d-cks
my blade impregnates your sticky herpetic cervix
then i mutilate the surface ‘till it’s perfect
for my enormous pr-ck’s morbid need for service
[chorus: mc bushpig]
baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

[verse 2: mc bushpig]
b-tch, your voice is so irritating
i’m gonna shut you up by urinating in your mouth, disembowelled
with your -n-s devoured, your love muscle’s slowly eaten
cooked with my p-ss then your face is beaten
your lips bleeding, your shattered skull’s leaking
p-ss, and brains, and your sodomised -n-l skin’s peeling
the colostomy garnish of bile, excrement slurping of sliced piles
it’s s-xually vile
an enraged, sick s-d-st of gore, violence, and blood-stained smiles
i savour the last cries of my victim’s erotic demise
its delicious atrophy, strangling, and battery
viscous visions of ass ramming colonic damaging
explicit emissions of rotten c-nt splatterings on my hairy b-lls dangling
incisions in virginal flesh dressed in cess and ready to be blessed
with the distressed, mutilated pleasures of the meat cleaver’s caress
when i pollute, your scarred genital’s deteriorated and edible
i’m like the poisonous vapours, i’m the sickest of nature
i’ll rape you then erase ya
there’s sliced up p-ssy lips and tits in my fridge
and the nicest girl’s -n-s is kept in my freezer
sadly, the rest of her was too bruised from when i beat her
all her facial skins nailed to my bedroom wall
so i can show off my collection when i score
erotic stories of blood, sh-t, and gore
36 hours of decapitated p-rn
it shows my appreciation of the human form
my p-n-s is addicted to f-cking the unborn
it’s the purest everlasting love for your dead -n-s torn
it’s true that your rotting carcass is the only one that i adore
[chorus: mc bushpig]
baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

baby, your r-ct-m’s nice, tasty, and tight
i can smell your hot -n-s, it’s ready and ripe
all i need is for you to die
so you can be my true love tonight

- bushpig scatbutcher

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