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letra de birth of the antichrist - cinikill

birth of the antichrist lyrics
[intro]
this is where the worst begins
this is where we must stop
from beyond is the work of madness
the nightmare [?] insane murder
nataslive
[?] death
cinik!ll

[verse 1: nataslive]
i’m [?] on your slogan, pulling my claws out your organs
my hobby is leaving rappers cryogenically frozen
deadly as poet, leaving those tremendously swollen
depth of my poems send the rappers back to the scr-t-m
the [?] is leaving you injured [?] singers
enter the dragon while i do sets of push-ups on my fingers
pray to thе god of the cannibals to put my faith to murder
hang with nothing but animals like acе ventura
slaying herds of these weak cats to make it back to h-ll
placing [?] hatch, i’m boxing my padded tail
make lyricists feel bad with pencils and ski masks
rappers nowadays are softer than jessica [?]
at midnight, i transform into the wolf man
my claws are sl!ck, nice to slash the hood rats
love l-sters jumped up so i must cut sl-ts
stick my fangs in their necks so i can suck their blood
[chorus]
my appetite for life was passed through my bloodline
van helsing is a werewolf with doubled insides
fleshes of the afterlife when murderers hand me knives
nataslive and c1n1k1ll, we’re birthed by the antichrist
x2

[verse 2: c1n1k1ll]
i’m a coworker k!lling hookers [?] f-cking in [?] boogers
you’re nothing but cadavers, you’re burnt inside the cookers
i’m cini the doctor shocker, hallucinating from poppers
apocalypse now, i’m emulating stalkers
embarrassed like rich ramirez, the terrorists of lil paris
i’ll take advantage of nuns for the dumb x-factor irish show
welcome to my [?] scissorhands men be dancing
putting [?] since i used to be a manson
barrels of the blood have chemicals of a drug
the purpose of k!lling life is equal to eating sl-ts
my amicus abacus is tragically pepperous
scribbly red on parchments with fingers and draculars
dr. death will suck your breath for satan the gory chef
cooking up the dahmer [?] so feed it to succubus
second flesh eating priest converts defective beasts
when you challenge argonauts you best be rocking the [?]
face reaper did this be for all of you naked creeps
so get down on your dirty knees and blow me with expertise
[?], b-tches, this means you might rest in greece
c1n1k1ll and nataslive, a crack [?] beast
beast
[interlude]

[chorus]

- cinikill

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