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letra de never escape - cryptik x

[verse 1: ware-wolff]
there’s this f-cking b-tch i love, although she doesn’t know it yet
and now i’m creeping over to her house so i can make her p-ssy wet
there’s many voices in my head and telling me that i should do it
then there’s many other voices telling me to just screw it
which one of these forces should i begin to listen to?
should i stop where i’m at or should executions pursue?
you dumb b-tch, now you gotta die, if i can’t have you no one can (nope)
my mind keeps f-cking with me, that’s how my obsеssions began
so, here i am in thе night and i’m coming up into her place
and my urges are taking over me, just visioning her face
i break into her house and find her in her bed asleep
body’s shaking, heart is racing, suffocate her with the sheets
she’s fighting for her life, losing oxygen, getting frantic
and i’m stuck in a panic, i feel schizophrenic
my thoughts are quite rampant, becoming satanic
coming up the window when i’m ready for whatever
gotta get myself together and i want her head to severe
first, i gotta cut her thin, i really wanna f-ck her
so, i start to cuff her, now i really want that f-cking b-tch to suffer

[chorus: cryptik x]
blood, let it run
run, you scared b-tch
you won’t ever get away, you will never escape
blood, let it run
scared you f-cking b-tch
you won’t ever get away, you will never escape
run, rabbit run
run, you f-cking b-tch
i dare you to stop, i f-cking dare you to (i dare you to)
run, rabbit run
you will never get away
run, rabbit run
run, rabbit run
[verse 2: cryptik x]
let me see that pretty face, i’ma cut it once or twice
take off your f-cking nose and put it on a block of ice
the crimson blood that drips, it just seems so nice
how bad do you wanna live? give me a high price
i’m tha morbid one that takes out your f-cking lung
the grudge that i have will leave you hanging in the sun
obsessed by a living legion, call me damien
the darkness in my mind turns me in to a loaded gun
death comes slow, painful and gory
this sh-t is much thicker than a f-cking horror story
cryptik x is here to harvest souls once again
the barrel of my gun is placed underneath your chin
boom, brain fragments blow all over the room
now, this torture room has become your last tomb
drag your body to the cellar, bury it deep
that’s the only way that i’ll ever f-cking sleep

- cryptik x

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