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letra de kill - kid bundy

[intro]
just can’t quit with this k!lling sh-t man
k!ll everyday, all day m-th-f-cka
yes i am a f-cking psycho
time to k!ll all you m-th-f-ckas

[verse 1]
look me in the eyes, see the rage, i’m full of hate
cook you like steak, serve it to ya moms on a plate
slice ya -ss off, really put it in ya hand
stomp you out and proceed to cut ya hands off with a fan
ex wanted to cheat, how about i shove a hatchet up her -ss
slit her throat, cut her eyes out then make her swallow some gl-ss
or maybe i’ll chop her t-tties off, grab her heart out her chest
police comes i’m swinging the machete resisting arrest
i’ll slice ya belly wide open, choke ya with ya intestines
doctor of pain, giving you shots with all types of weapons
when i was born the doctor slapped me, i cut his nose off
ran across the room and then started to do a kickoff
went to the asylum at 5, that’s when i first realized
all i wanted was f-ckas bleeding out in front of my eyes
remember trisha? well you should know how that goes
i cut her big toes off and shoved em straight up her nose
cut her head off, stuck a water hose in the hole
don’t believe me? i got her torso for show
47 aks, 15 ars, got em in the he-rs- i use as a car
look you in the face laugh as i carve out ya heart
see how many of ya body parts i can stuff in a jar
you think i’m joking, i’m in the back of ya car
ready to slit ya wrist reach for ya veins and rip em apart
throw ya body in a shopping cart drive away in ya car, b-tch!

[hook]
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll (motherf-cker!!!)

[verse 2]
got tired of hearing the talk bout minaj’s fake -ss
so i watched as it deflated when i stabbed it with some gl-ss
shoved a pencil down her throat said b-tch quit gagging
they call me crazy cause when i’m shooting i stay laughing
other day i threw a grenade in oncoming traffic
watched as guts flew in the air and shouted die you f-cking f-ggots
some racist pr-ck called me a n-gga, know what i did?
tied him up and made him watch as his wife took this d-ck
when we got done, asked him who got the last laugh b-tch
spit in his face, and forced his wife to cut off his lips
said that’s it, shot her in both of her hips
took the gas can and went around the whole f-cking crib
slit both of their throats, put the light to the gas and dipped
walking away smiling asking everybody who want sh-t
i can’t stand a thot wish i could send em to outer sp-ce
or use the same shotgun kurt used to blow off his face
just going around blasting all they f-cking heads off
or chop all there limbs off, while they got all they threads off
my high school reunion i’ll have a bomb strapped to my chest
just to make sure every m-th-f-cka gets laid to rest
thanks henry ford, you f-cking piece of sh-t school
4 years of h-ll, all the credits and i still fail, how cool?
i hope every one you m-th-f-ckas die painful and slow
i’ll turn it to columbine to show you these rhymes ain’t a joke, b-tch!

- kid bundy

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