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letra de what the hook? - children of the damned

[intro: children of the d-mned, (bill shakes)]
what the hook, what the hook!
what the hook, what the hook!
what the hook, what the hook!
what the hook, what the hook!
what the hook, what the hook!
what the hook, what the hook! (yo, yo yo)
what the hook, what the hook! (yo)
what the hook, (yo) what the hook!

[verse 1: bill shakes]
the poltergeist
i roam at night, controlling wives that had [?] till it gushed open wide
grab [?] inside and f-cking rip him out
now bag him up and fling him out
but not before she gripped the lipstick
of a dynamite and shoved it in his mouth
my [?] reside in caves
my mind eye’s blind with rage
i tie meself up in iron chains
then climb inside a lion’s cagе and survive for days
the type of sh-t my brain sees whеn my eyes are glazed
i’m sat lighting j’s in a giant fireblaze
when i jump to the floor, i’m not avoiding smoke, man
i’m tryna find my haze
i write a rhyme a day about how i like to play violent games
where i slice your veins with a shiny blade
don’t get high with shakes
you wake up blindfolded in the firing range
i’m flying fighter planes as i crash landing into high terrains
while we blaze – the heartless g*nius
[?] cut an army arm with tweezers
[sarcy?] geezers, robbin’ the parking meters
in your barclay’s visas, charged up with margarita
get to the gates, spark a riffa
sent half the [?] and leave like “give my regards to jesus”
i’m starting beef with harmless creatures
to practice scars and [?]
with bars that even the sharpest cleaver
i gripped out my serial k!lling father’s freezer
or cars carved [?]
f-ck it! i’ll simply use my palms to beat ya
tie your arms to heaters – leave you to burn ’cause you needed to learn!
i ain’t kidding; you get treated like the same victim in hannibal
have your brain given to you on a plate
sitting in your mate’s kitchen, all ’cause you gave biggins
you lay hidden in a plague-ridden grave, missing
mate listen, i ain’t waiting for love
i’m wanted for tying these random ladies i’m dating to [?]
where i make ’em corrupt, put their face in my notes
degrading the slots, telling ’em “take a test or get snuffed!”
insane in our trust, i’m crazy as f-ck
i skydive from high-heights and [?] to dust
i won’t just break you a crumb; i’m a nice guy rapper
that i’ll hijack nasa and send you to a place in the sun!

- children of the damned

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