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letra de halloween special - downfvll

[chorus: downfvll]
i’m the crown k!ller, boy, i been crushing you like godzilla
paink!llers, need ’em, raining blood i got my umbrella
pale colors on your face, your body’s in the wine cellar
great liquor, looking over you ’cause i’m the gravekeeper

[verse 1: downfvll]
crown k!ller, boy, huh, crushing you, godzilla
paink!llers, need em, raining blood, huh, umbrella
pale colored-face, huh, body in the wine cellar
great liquor, huh, looking over, huh, gravekeeper
shh, i got demons looking for you
do not make a sound (make a sound)
if you run then they gon’ get you
they gon’ get you real fast, all i gotta do is ask
on my face a grin, a smile, so you can call me mr. nice (mr. nice)
i got a sweet tooth, because, >i’m made of metal, i’m twisted
i can only speak truth, your b-tch wanted me and she insisted
trapped in deep roots, the evil within has been resisting
cut the demons loose cause i’m f-cking tired of co-existing
sh-t, i want your b-tch to know my name
dark blood, in my veins, the pain is making me a man
hah hah, she said she wanted me instead
bad blood, you been slain, and now my face is lighting up ’cause

[chorus: sugs]
i’m the crown k!ller boy, i been crushing you like godzilla
paink!llers, need ’em, raining blood i got my umbrella
someone better check me at the door, i’m more a spine chiller
force of the jack ripper blacked out on 9 millers
[verse 2: sugs]
keep silent; not a peep, or meet my knife
i need a b-tch like delilah
witches coven, cover me in blood i like to see thy guts
i admit i must sound like a pr-ck but i don’t give a f-ck
bout my green and stuff, throw the cleanest hunnits and watch
hands are tickin’ round the clock
take a picture wit’ me boss, i’m callin this the fatal frame now hold the pose, it take a shot
improvise and make it up i’m never f-ckin’ with the plots
hypnotize and breakin up the mind, ya brain gone turn to rot
got a finger ripper, man, try and minimizing ya thoughts
got a middle finger simp, if you sympathize with a cop (ha)
simple like it’s abc, 1 2 3 and it’s pop (pop)
that’s the body blowin up, you need a bucket and a mop
what a moment (ha)
i’m like conan fighting forces of necromancers (yo)
see i’m chokin ’em with the upmost importance (importance)
ain’t for nothin ain’t for love ain’t one for romance (yaa)
john wayne gacy i’d go and strangle with both hands (ha, ha)

[chorus: downfvll & sugs]
i’m the crown k!ller, boy, i been crushing you like godzilla
paink!llers, need ’em, raining blood i got my umbrella
pale colors on your face, your body’s in the wine cellar
great liquor, looking over you ’cause i’m the gravekeeper
i’m the crown k!ller boy, i been crushing you like godzilla
paink!llers, need ’em, raining blood i got my umbrella
someone better check me at the door, i’m more a spine chiller
force of the jack ripper blacked out on 9 millers
i’m the crown k!ller boy

- downfvll

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