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letra de ima murder - jarren benton

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[verse 1]
i k!ll a beat and paralyze a chorus
f-ck up your city like they let loose a tyrannosaurus
uh my pen is definite since rigamortous
my tongue’s a lethal weapon here my b-tch is a sorceress
three sixes and torches, three k!llers on horses
drag a b-tch through the forest
oh the scene is so morbid so sick and so torturess
but jarren adores it
so open your eyes b-tches you better absorb it
i’m painting you portaits they feeding you horse sh-t
their visions distorted leave them dead in theyre porsches
there’s voices inside my head but i’m scared of these forces
they want me to k!ll turning rappers to corpses
i’m chopping ’em up put there organs in porridge
i hunger for blood appet-te is enormous
and this is ether through your speakers
i can’t sleep until i introduce you n-ggas to the reaper

[hook]
cause they so infatuated with the cars and the clothes
me i got a thing for stabbing beats and k!lling flows
i’m a murder, murder, murder, murder
blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
i’m a murder, murder, murder, murder

[verse 2]
k-i-l-l-e-r k!ller
pop right back from the dead like thriller
atlien eastside n-gguh
sips malt liqour
sick thoughts n-gguh
semi-automatic i’m a terminate a f-ggot
when the body decompose you can only see the maggots
cut a motherf-ckers head off with a hatchet
j’s back at it sick black magic
infatuated with murder
intoxicated i’ll serve up
them bodies thick when they burn up
my dna will not turn up
whack -ss sh-t don’t concern us
got bodies locked in my bas-m-nt
they on the floor or in the furnace
i’m feeling insane my brains about to pop
i think i’m changing i’m transforming like an auto bot
i keep on k!lling what a feeling no i’m not gonna stop
electric shock therapy better but what a thousand watts
straight jackets come equipped with 38 latches
not enough to contain a man with a crazed habit
and this is ether through your speakers
i can’t sleep until i introduce you n-ggas to the reaper

[hook]
cause they so infatuated with the cars and the clothes
me i got a thing for stabbing beats and k!lling flows
i’m a murder, murder, murder, murder
blood stains cover up my hands and on my paper
bodies in the trunk of other rappers and you haters
i’m a murder, murder, murder, murder

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