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letra de time of death - claas & chuckklez

[verse 1: claas]
yeah!
light ’em up like a cigarette and watch ’em burn (watch ’em burn)
feed ’em to the gators, they gon’ f-ckin’ learn (f-ckin’ learn)
have these f-ckers swimmin’ like they f-ckin’ sperm (f-ckin’ sperm)
respect for me to k!ll ’em is still something that they gotta earn (that they gotta earn)
this is hide and seek (hide and seek), i will hide a piece (hide a piece)
of every f-ckin’ body and it’s finders keep (finders keep)
’cause f-ck ‘еm, i ain’t trying to let ’em evеn breathe (even breathe)
show up like i’m krueger, k!ll ’em in they sleep
body ’em, body bag lobbin’ ’em
all into a river, me and chuckklez havin’ all the fun
this is murder business and when business good we all win
omega when i stab these young bucks the knives are all in (are all in)
say apocalyptic, no gimmicks, take out the whole world (take out the whole world)
type of sh-t that’ll make you feel skittish and have your toes curl (have your toes curl)
you get it, this that death note, ryuk (death note, ryuk)
you’re starin’ down the hall, well b-tch, i’m standin’ right beside you (right beside you)
[pre-chorus: claas & chuckklez]
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (let’s go!)

[chorus: claas & chuckklez]
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em! (time to k!ll ’em!)
time to k!ll ’em!

[verse 2: chuckklez]
i finally got the call from brother claas, it’s time to go to work
he told me to bring the goodies, i will make them motherf-ckers squirt
so i brought some sharpened toys within my trunk and now the fun begins
we home invade these n-ggas and shove these blades right up their f-ckin’ shins
holy sh-ts! (yeah) this is ramirez mixed with manson sh-t
sizin’ up everybody who brought their mask in the name of cult sh-t (cult sh-t)
making sure n0body ever ever sees the light of day
unless they n-gga’d a way, this is the fire meltin’ their flesh away
ignite the flames, watching them all twitch into a slow decay
bringing the biggest smile up on my face
yeah i’m not okay
give me the definition of what a gorehound truly stands by
leaving you mutilated while you sayin’ your f-ckin’ last goodbyes
[pre-chorus: claas & chuckklez]
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (we gon’ k!ll ’em!)
we gon’ k!ll ’em! (let’s go!)

- claas chuckklez

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