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letra de jason mask posse (tmtm3 cut) - glockmane

[verse 1: glock mane]
yeah, yeah, mane
straight up out the pen mane
going insane with this devil shyt
lose my mind man
i’m straight robbing, still robbing b-tches man
when i creep at night i look into your motherf-cking cars and houses
i don’t give a f-ck, i took yo kid
kidnapped yo wife, i raped that b-tch
i k!lled that motherf-cker with this devil shyt with a blast mane

[verse 2: wolff]
grip a machete, i’m aiming to swing it on motherf-ckers till they puddles of meat
chopping off heads in a f-cking hockey mask
splattering f-ggots all over the street
the mark of the beast, get stabbed to the beat
disappearing off into thе night, i retreat
run amok through your whole tеam
bl–dy murder with no leads
motherf-ck the police, i have ’em hanging from trees
all witnesses, they go missing before they beg and they plead
my yard ornaments are organ slabs of meat from the deceased
with a sight of b-tches laying broken, beaten, slain and defeat (b-tch)

[verse 3: dosia demon]
dosia demon, jason mask, evil spirits never die
f-ck your animosity, devil sh-t is your demise
just like paul and infamous you should come with me to h-ll
i’m the evil mystical one, you are still under my spell
never should you f-ck with me, murder in the first degree
devil sh-t k-i-n-g, man, you just a wannabe
dwelling deep down in my dungeon where you cannot hide from the pain
suffering from brutal torture, now you will die, i will remain
[verse 4: lil jack]
i’m hearing rumors that people been coming up missing
the police been finding they bodies in ditches
if some of ’em hear this i’m not gonna mention all the witnesses turned to skeletons
bear the black hockey mask n-gga, like jason
shaking, facing, death is awaiting
be patient, these haters decay in my bas-m-nt
faceless, face it, tie your bl–dy body up to a tree
i’ll make you bleed from your head to your feet
put you to sleep, cut you to pieces
jason mask cover my features
creatures reach you to death, take your last breath
we believe in torture, cut you with a chainsaw
then blow your motherf-cking brains out

[verse 5: sonn je sunn]
demons dancing in my head
they singing, swinging from my dreads
they’ve been telling me they want you dead
i’m a raging maniac on meds
put this smith & wesson to yo head
see the fear in your eyes so i know you scared
have you laying on the ground in a pool of red
f-ck shooting, gonna k!ll you with my hands instead
like isis b-tch, a midlife crisis, kung-fu fighting, jabbing like tyson
stabbing and slicing, chopping and dicing
ripping yo nuts off with these vice grips
use yo license for a toe-tag
cut guts and nuts that you n-ggas never had
i’ma send ’em to yo mama in a ziploc bag
die now, [later shoot?] with my jason mask
[verse 6: razakel]
razakel
i got my jason mask, i’m finna make a mess
excessive obsessive bloodstains up on my dress
caressing dead bodies is my favorite hobby
plotting, watching, stalking at your front door i’m knocking
no answer? time to sneak in through your window
smother you with the pillow, make it look so simple
no pistol, just a machete to your neck
no k!lling me, no stopping me like a disease i spread

[verse 7: lady murda]
hold these stacks like jason mask
put you along with the stash
we got hash, blast of that past
jason axe is a chest, treasure chest
with a tec to your chest, it’s a hex till i die
it’s the best, put it where we get no rest
no more or no less, putting something to your chest
russian roulette, i’ma flex
dsmo and i’m vexed
robber with a jason mask, smell of cash
take a chance, demons dance, s-x is a trance
lady murda, i’m advanced

[verse 8: chuckklez]
it’s time for another k!lling spree and i’m walking with the jason mask
all excited like a psychopath and thinking about who’s f-cking next
i’m hunting down you b-tches by breaking through doors and slaughter y’all fatally
not showing mercy whatsoever ’cause evil sh-t is my destiny
these voices keep on screaming at me to prove to you n-ggas that i don’t play (nope)
as i shove this blade right through your throat as i cut out the vocals or the blood’s gonna spray
so sickly deranged, i’m f-cking insane, not giving two sh-ts what you christian’s say
the demons got my back, we’re about to dismember you up like a butchered steak
[verse 9: rozz dyliams]
as i hover above the world i’m watching people fail (fail)
i’m not part of society because it is stale (stale)
id’ rather live inside a dream than walk sober through h-ll (h-ll)
it’s all based on reality in every tale i tell
well, i’m barely adjusted, not even to myself
my life is like a silent movie with tubular bells
and the soundtrack as i listen to it
i’m doing spells for whom the bell tolls
me walking upon the earth ’cause there’s no room in h-ll
i am nothing more than a human sh-ll
who am i? suicide is humorous ’cause what people will do to die
i just wanna do some traveling and let my mind get to unraveling
so i can wind it up tighter than before
as in the times of yore, everything is gray and warm
like the calm before the storm as it’s the only way to mourn
the planet of my doing if you wanna step up to this nine, do it
repping pizza clique for life, stupid

[verse 10: spliff (kaotic klique)]
jason mask upon my face as i ride round them streets of the a-town
who gonna be my victim? take ’em off to that devil’s playground (kaotic klique)
took his [?] out before he could make me angry
now the danger klique, usa victory (kaotic klique)
but i still empty the chamber
remember me? hennessy shots got me twisted
plus, this k!ller weed
now i feel lost where these b-tches at? (kaotic klique)
run up, i say f-ck ’em, dump ’em in the river, i don’t love ’em (kaotic klique)
never trust ’em, head busting if you see us start to runnin’

[verse 11: kaoz (kaotic klique)]
i wanna see blood be red, better start [?] and i only hear
voices and the sucker descend because i’m a
fortress, like i cannot take it any longer
more strain, breaking point
bored out my mask and i watch angels cry
as i’m smoking with the devil in the pale moonlight (kaotic klique)
blanked out and i woke up in pom-poms
and rolled up right under the woods and watching lights and they’re flashing the blood on my clothes
but i don’t remember what happened (remember what happened)
read a post at the fortress with the broken halo blazing torches (kaotic clique)
guess life’s important, but the reaper said there are no choices (are no choices)

- glockmane

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