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letra de mental asylum tapes - karatel

[part 1]

[hook]
break spine, break spine, break spine, break spine
break spine, break spine, break spine, break spine
break spine, break spine, break spine, break spine
break spine, break spine, break spine, break spine

[verse]
b-tch, your soul is mine ’cause you steppin’ out the line
i don’t wanna hear you sorry ’cause you goin’ to die
i know you having fear ’cause you lookеd into my eyes
i want to play a game, i want you to suicidе
pull up in your mansion, thirty bullets in yo’ mommy head
no, i don’t have enough, b-tch, i’m gonna chop your brothers back
tearing out your eyes, eat them as my favorite snack

[part 2]
iraq-a-holics, ahahaha
trynadie
[verse]
i’m a f-ckin’ vamp, i hate the sun
get into your house with a katana and a gun
ask me for a victim and the job already done
plenty f-ckin’ guns
pistol grip is f-ckin hot
shooting at the party, blow yo’ head up, blow your thot
always with a jacket, always hide my knives
post traumatic behaviour, y’all don’t know what’s through my mind
h in these needles, feelin’ high
b-tch, i’m rottin’ from the inside
woke up poppin’ everyday, i swear, i hate my f-ckin’ life

[bridge]
you better run
no time for jokes
hundred blades in your guts
i’m suiciding with a rope
y-y-you better run
no time for jokes
hundred blades in your guts
i’m suiciding with a rope

[hook]
you better run
no time for jokes
hundred blades in your guts
i’m suiciding with a rope
you better run
no time for jokes
hundred blades in your guts
i’m suiciding with a rope
[part 3]
trynadie
pins in his head

[verse]
hi, hey
open up the door
escapin’ from the asylum, want to play with you all night long
uh, ayy, i can’t get enough
i’ll turn your body into pieces, then dismember all your sons
i got homicidal thoughts
and i think there’s nothing wrong
pistol toted in my right hand
carving up your stupid mom
i’m gonna drink your f-ckin’ blood
i’m gonna spray that on the wall
then, i’ll end up my existence with a deagle in my nose

[outro]
i’ll sing your favourite song
then, i’ll wash my clothes
they caught while i’m cutting
but, i’m laughing at the cops
i’ll sing your favourite song
then, i’ll wash my clothes
they caught while i’m cutting
but, i’m laughing at the cops
i’ll sing your favourite song
then, i’ll wash my clothes
they caught while i’m cutting
but, i’m laughing at the cops
i’ll sing your favourite song
then, i’ll wash my clothes
they caught while i’m cutting
but, i’m laughing at the cops

- karatel

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