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letra de toy box - candy the clown & clowncrew

(into)
oooh, i like this toy
watch it goes, oh wait
what the f-
(gun shots)
(verse 1: candy)
i was like fifteen, i used to dissed by the people and they would hit me with rocks, stones, metal, bricks and keep calling me names and filled my lunchbox with human meat (ugh)
when i left school, it felt sh-t
my daddy was a serial k!ller
and how about that, he’d always make me sit in the back
with all his dead bodies on my lap (move!)
when i got home, i’m enough of this sh-t
hammer and tools up in the attic
never knew of boys and girls
but it’s only my toys, toys, toys
bang! clang! knife and twist your f-ckin’ head off
n0body don’t give a f-ck about me, man what the f-ck, all i want some love
but these b-st-rds are f-ckin’ manics and now i’m p-ssed
but i won’t be mentally scared, but instead i make toys of the graveyard
monday, ring of the bell
it’s about show and tell, might as well
i just show these b-st-rds by what i got
yo, check out my toy box
(intrude)
‘’nothin’ feels good as a good hardy – har – har, right boys and girls?’’
(verse 2: candy)
we got dead bodies everywhere when you look
all the nerds sittin’ up and got f-ckin’ cooked
others start screaming and make a joke
so i start handing out toys very fast
you like slinkies? we got slinkies!
only mine likes to wrap your body in plastic
and stretch, twist, kazoom
and whip your body all over the f-ckin’ room
so c’mon, don’t be a scary guy
open your present and don’t freak out, b-tch
yeah, it’s a toy that you got: i’ve made it from the graveyard
i feel like that i need to cut your f-ckin’ throat off
you like soldiers? we got soldiers!
it looks real, right?
but i wouldn’t toss ‘em under yo bed
that’s how you got a axe into your assh0l-
oh, don’t let ‘em all sit all day and night
go home, and find your mom dead in the hallway
’cause they can be sh-t
all the toys are shifty, hehe, but it’s only in my toy box
(intrude)
‘’woowee, that sounds fun, i love that’’
(verse 3: candy)
that’s not a toy, hey wait a minute
don’t f-ck around, homie, you could loss an eye
that’s my gun, don’t pick it up
and it’s mine, motherf-cker so gimme gimme
you want toys? you came in the right place, try my little toy: mutilating mental case
wind him up, let him go among all y’all b-tches
then bang! you dead, b-tch, welcome to the serial slaughterhouse
your face turns red, you look p-ssed and wanna k!ll me
oh look, don’t be p-ssed, ’cause i’ve got a toy
oh, he’s pulling out a rubber ducky
-squeak squeak- it make a funny sound, man
then bang! cut your f-ckin’ toes off
you want me to stop, b-tch? but class ain’t done yet
i remember you called me a clown, but i’m a clown
bookworm, book of the dead, my little aggravation
ya’ll want me dead, but i want to be dead anyways
reach you hand in the bl–dy hole, you might find something disturbing, wicked, disgusting and cruel
wicked scary, chop and then bang! f-ck you b-tch
off with your head, let me tie you up, look a robot with a sword
and now’s he’s looking at you, and watch out! you dead now, motherf-cker!
(intrude)
wait a minute, wait a minute motherf-cker
don’t k!ll me, i’m your friend
get them, not me, wait a minute motherf-cker
(outro)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this record
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah! turn it off!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this record
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this (turn it off!)
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah! turn it off!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this record
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this (turn it off!)
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah! turn it off!)
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah! turn it off!)
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah! turn it off!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this record
(ha ha ha ha! woo hoo! no! aah!)
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh i love this (turn it off!)

- candy the clown clowncrew

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