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letra de killing machine - house of krazees

[verse 1: r.o.c.]
access to the mind of a k!ller, keep walking
daylight blends with the night time, be cautious
how many sins through the mind’s eye so often
screaming this diatribe, visions of ’em in coffins
no therapy aligns, no escape from
pumpkins dancing in the blind, which way they coming from
hektik, bones, ain’t no signs warning straight from
r.o.c. date line, your story now runs
unhinged revealing, so many mix of feelings
messages coming going, never know what you dealing with
how many years of living, deep in the caverns peering
straight to your fears we growing, never being submission

[chorus: mr. bones]
i’m comatose, numb, i ain’t listening to nothing
ice cold blood run, thеy think that i’m dumb or something
sick as the psychiatrist that’s looking at me cross
writing down in hеr notes that i’m a loss to humanity
yeah, i’m a villain, i’m a k!lling machine
k!ller in a mask with a butcher knife stabbin’
pumpkins on my mind ’cause it’s always halloween
a family covered in blood like a psychopath laughing
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine, yeah
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine, yeah
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine
they found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughing
[verse 2: hektik]
now i’ve been k!lling people since i came to the earth
i know it started with my mother, she would die giving birth
then i was left alone, abandoned on the steps of a church
and i was raised by a monster, couldn’t get any worse
i ran away when i was young with so much anger inside
that murder murder murder was my only reside
feel like i was put on the planet to wreak terror and havoc
and leave a legacy full of all my murderous magic
i know you can’t understand it, but you been warned here first
i was made for murder like how coffins go with the he-rs-
i’m a bonafide k!lling machine with every verse
from an axe chop or neck bite to feed thirst

[chorus: mr. bones]
i’m comatose, numb, i ain’t listening to nothing
ice cold blood run, they think that i’m dumb or something
sick as the psychiatrist that’s looking at me cross
writing down in her notes that i’m a loss to humanity
yeah, i’m a villain, i’m a k!lling machine
k!ller in a mask with a butcher knife stabbin’
pumpkins on my mind ’cause it’s always halloween
a family covered in blood like a psychopath laughing
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine, yeah
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine, yeah
k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ ma- k!llin’ machine
they found me covered in blood like a psychopath laughing
[verse 3: mr. bones]
try to understand me exactly what make me tick
they’re telling me i’m unwell and i’m gravitating to sick
there’s no way that they could tell in which victim that i’ma pick
it’s so random, it’s so sporadic, keep stabbin’ until i [?]
but now it’s shackles and chains, straightjackets and restraints
guys removing my pumpkin mask to wipe away paint
so they can see the real monster, look me dead in my face
and ask me twenty questions just to see if i can relate
am i a man? do i understand what i have done?
is this blood on my clothes? is it from me or it from someone?
what’s the relation with the other two that’s looking the same?
are we some kind of cult? tell me, is this just fun and games?

- house of krazees

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