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letra de chilling transmissions - grewsum & j-dogg

[verse 1: j-dogg]
yo, it’s chilling transmissions, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a four-speed
season of the witch and we back with authority
back with the gory, hack up some more
we stay living sick, unlimited morbidity
ain’t no cure for the itch we got
head stuck deep in a real sick plot
like r.l. stine and hitchc-ck
we’re the stephen king’s of this hip-hop
if it’s october you can stay tuned-in
get bit with a flow from a snake-toothed grin
we slither out the patch with a poisonous wrath that gon’ tempt you with tales that’ll make you sin
this wicked sh-t is our bread and b-tter
composing poems that’ll make you shudder
a lot of folks try but they stumble and stutter
get disposed of, toss ‘еm in the gutter
we’rе that v.h.s. with a green dot
those characters with a mean plot
we’re that cemetery with a rusted gate
that found footage, we done seen shots
we’re that spirit of a demon possessing weaker souls
we’re that shadow in the corner that be creeping you out
no escaping your fate, it’s sealed and sewn (it’s sealed and sewn, it’s sealed and sewn)
when the days grow short and the night gets cold
and your porch lights up with a fl!ckering glow
tune your dial in, let the stories unfold
stay chilled to the bone with the tales we’ve told
[pre-chorus: j-dogg]
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives

[chorus: j-dogg]
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in

[verse 2: grewsum]
got a bucket full of treats for you tricks
razor blade in your t–th and it sticks
all i’ve known from the start is just keeping it sick
got a sl-tty costume then i’m squeezing your tits
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m the creep that you need in the mix
radio don’t need to be fixed
feel the breeze get cold and the leaves all change
feeling evil, insane, it’s the season for this
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
it’s a spooky month so do the dance ’cause your man’s here is lucifer
a white van and some candy’ll scoop ’em up
open the bag and the casket, you’re super f-cked
you stupid sl-t, this that gruesome stuff
an open wound is soon to be oozing blood and oozing p-ss
it ain’t new to us to remove your guts, doing horror movie stuff
white mask in a mechanic suit
it’s time for you to call doctor loomis or alec baldwin with a prop to shoot with before you end up in the plot of my monster music
yeah, and this is not exclusive
everyone here can get it when we dropping new sh-t
it ain’t too hard, all you’ve got to do is turn the radio on and tune in ’cause grew lives
[pre-chorus: j-dogg]
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives
in between the static that is madness, that is where the terror lives

[chorus: j-dogg]
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in
those chilling transmissions, tune ’em in

[outro: j-dogg]
tune ’em in
tune ’em in
tune ’em in
tune ’em in

- grewsum j dogg

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