letra de braindead - m.1.3.
(verse 1-m.1.3.)
joseph f-ckin stalin
butcher you and your family
shove the dead bodies in some coffins
dump gasoline on them, light them up with matches
till there nothing but bones and ashes
as you see crazy isn’t the case
i’m f-ckin deranged
eat half of your face and let the rest of it hang
now i down in my bas-m-nt
snorting up some cain with rick james
ain’t sign with tech, but i am a bit strange
i like the feeling when i cutting my wrist with a switchblade
start cleaning the wound out with lemonade
cut your head off, and l!ck the machete blade
shoot you with a mac-10
and you do a backspin
when i hear the voices in my head i answer
eating whack rappers
like my name is… cancer
spitting fifty rhythms a minute
while eating a tablespoon full of cinnamon
like i’m the reincarnation of 1998’s eminem
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- letra de mesías - ricardo arjona
- letra de que dizer de nós - ana moura
- letra de about me - candy ken
- letra de midnight driving - wave (band)
- letra de love is art/sleep through fire - said the whale
- letra de yo its christmas - netlean
- letra de arcane montane - the sword
- letra de oblivion (nevarakka mix) - real life