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letra de callously ever after - illtemper & king gordy

[verse 1: insane poetry]
fresh out the bas-m-nt
it’s richard hanson and i’m looking for a replacement
i dumped the body and it’s probably off in a grave pit
no mistakes, slit throats with an arranged grin
i’m impatient, a sledgehammer to appendages, i break limbs
dirty gloves with bloodstains on my grey timbs
folklore, i’m cannibal, say i ate men
horrorcore, see rappers blood i am draped in
insane hymns written and carried out by the dark lord
king paimon of rap, my violent art’s gore
so i keep a sharp sword
serrate your body up then paint it on my art board
while you’re hanging from a rope for hours ’til your arms sore
you are fresh meat, blood in the water, see how the sharks swarm
great white, i’m the deadliest of my art form
with bodies washed up on the beach with they arms torn

[chorus: king gordy]
uh, tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
[verse 2: king gordy]
uh, yeah
catch me stomping like bigfoot (bigfoot)
through the forest, just exploring, i won’t stay put (nope)
and someone’s camping in the cabin (yes, yes, yes)
i think y’all know what’s about to happen (hahaha)
they look all warm by the fireplace (yeah)
i run up on they ass with no time to waste (nope)
rip half the father’s face off (ah)
take the mother then f-ck her, the kids taped off (oh my god)
now i’m running in the woods trying to find ’em
i can hear ’em, i think i’m right behind ’em (shh)
they don’t know what hit ’em (uh)
twelve o’clock news, they were shown as the victims (yeah!)
just another day in the woods (woods)
a creature of the night up to no good (up to no good)
everybody must die, come out to the camp and you’ll never be f-cking found alive (this b-tch!)

[chorus: king gordy]
uh, tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
[verse 3: scum]
your new appearance recreates that hole you came from
a bl–dy p-ssy’s what you are, hoe with a caved dome
this a no-name as all the rest them john and jane doe’s
your limbs are severed, heaven’s gates for you remain closed
no afterlife for those that no longer can be
labeled as humans and resemble some canned meat
then we will send a box of that to your family
and for your pregnant wife, we’ll throw in some plan b
understand me c-nt, i’m f-cking heartless
like a victim of a drug cartel, a real artist
when it comes to carving up your body like an ice block
it would take an army and an armored door that’s twice locked
just to keep me out when i pull up to
the place where you reside in, if you hide i’m gearing up to
do some amputations around the neighborhood you stay in
just to let you know this motherf-cker’s never playing

[chorus: king gordy]
uh, tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
tomorrow you can live happily ever after
but today you die
[verse 4: illtemper]
irreversible sensational sensation
activations spread rapidly, extinct as signals and brainwaves
bad like hoes manifesting’s mingling with them rage traits
a strange place where i crave rape and make waste
take the moons with a grain of salt, came and f-cked
raiders gawk at the one in chalk with the gift of god’s
you take it raw, mess is as sticky on the pavement y’all
we cracking jokes, laughing, oh no, it’s traceless, ah
d-mn detective, you can’t stand we wrecking
wrapped up the result and even left a f-cking limb
and the condom caught the dna that i swallowed and protected
alibi, chance survive this thing’s specific brand of deadness
this hand domestic, clutched fist ain’t shock absorbing
misses snout gets pounced, can’t evil smell the rotting corpses
her last abortion i got in a box of jordan’s
and god’s plan, i never answer like they knocking mormon’s

- illtemper king gordy

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