letra de screaming bloody murder. - hayden // f013774
[intro]
a-a-answer on the beat
[chorus: hayden]
kick me off my feet, i ain’t lookin’ at defeat
when i look at you, my voice starts to retreat
the room gets silent, you’re looking right at me
screaming “bl–dy murder,”, we’re fighting violently
the cops are gonna come and lock us both up
how are they gonna detain a pile of bl–dy guts?
the wounds are gonna scar, i’ma keep ’em cut
just to remind myself i beat you, stupid f-ck
[verse 1: hayden]
take a second look, i’m standing right behind you
hit you with the thunder like my name was f-ckin’ raichu
skrrting in my car, spinning down the avenue
i pull the trigger, make the sawed-off spew
a bl–dy view, your family’ll cry
trust me pal, i ain’t a real bad guy
try not to cross me, please, do not try
if you do then you’ll probably will die
[bridge 1: hayden]
the cops are gonna come and lock us both up
how are they gonna detain a pile of bl–dy guts?
the wounds are gonna scar, i’ma keep ’em cut
just to remind myself i beat you, stupid f-ck
[chorus: hayden]
kick me off my feet, i ain’t lookin’ at defeat
when i look at you, my voice starts to retreat
the room gets silent, you’re looking right at me
screaming “bl–dy murder,”, we’re fighting violently
the cops are gonna come and lock us both up
how are they gonna detain a pile of bl–dy guts?
the wounds are gonna scar, i’ma keep ’em cut
just to remind myself i beat you, stupid f-ck
[verse 2: damon]
let’s start it off, sit back, i’ll hit the clutch
spitting all these bars so fast, you’ll think i’m speaking dutch
how the loudest in the room? not speak on such and such
tie the syllables together, my head still on a rush
oh, he mad? punching the air? his panties in a bunch?
sippin’ in the whip, don’t test me lil’ bro, you’ll get touched
yeah, i made my own flow but all you b-tches do is emulate
you looking kinda different, needa put down the dinner plate
i’m the flyest in the room, stop tripping tryna debate
take these motherf-ckers out, not talkin’ a dinner date
left him on the floor, job done, now hit the accelerate
don’t try test me, you’ll see how easy i am to agitate
how you ain’t got shame when you capping ’bout all this fame?
it’s the same, these b-tches thinking they up but they just lame
i’ma overtake you all, so stay in your f-cking lane
just to remind y’all that you’re fake so get out the f-cking game
[bridge 2: damon]
i’m the flyest in the room, stop tripping tryna debate
take these motherf-ckers out, not talkin’ a dinner date
left him on the floor, job done, now hit the accelerate
don’t try test me, you’ll see how easy i am to agitate
[chorus: hayden]
kick me off my feet, i ain’t lookin’ at defeat
when i look at you, my voice starts to retreat
the room gets silent, you’re looking right at me
screaming “bl–dy murder,”, we’re fighting violently
the cops are gonna come and lock us both up
how are they gonna detain a pile of bl–dy guts?
the wounds are gonna scar, i’ma keep ’em cut
just to remind myself i beat you, stupid f-ck
[verse 3: hayden]
see you sinking in, a pool full of lies
hopefully you drown and meet your demise
stay calm and steady, look me in the eyes
talking on my name, now that’s not too wise
knock you on the head b-tch, with machete
open your head up b-tch, you’re not ready
feelin’ like a surgeon, i keep my blade steady
torture in your nightmares b-tch, i’m freddy
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