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letra de thou shalt fall - m.m.m.f.d.

thou shalt fall lyrics
[chorus: scum]
make my motherf-cking day never playin’ with no lame ass b-tch, down with your g-y ass crew (hey!)
make my motherf-cking day never say “no we’ll be okay” for anyone down with you (hey!)
it is not gonna turn out well for your hoes, i do suppose all those that thou regain shall fall
f-ck them ’til they casket lids finna close
we keep exchanging blows trying to k!ll them all

[verse 1: insane poetry & scum]
yeah! we’re the cen0bite snuff kings, aka unsubs
leave ’em with they tongue cut gruesomely
hear evil, speak evil, see evil, it’s the conjuring
infinite suffering done beautifully
lunacy, i’ll disembowel you, pull your stomach out
there’s blood and bile coming out when we dumbin’ out
h-rns up, it’s the taurus gang, watch your corpses hang in the nude when chaos had ensued
takin’ a rusty chainsaw to your family tree means nothing overfilled with a righteous anger
heater bangers i be stuffing in they female reproductive organs also known as c-nts
leavin’ ’em blown just like these blunts with alphas k!lling off all their runts
all them betas, imitators quick to turn into some haters
when anybody in this b-tch is eaten better they get mad
f-ck they feelings, start the k!llings, dangling on hooks from ceilings
they belong and it won’t be long ’til we come along and it gets that bad

[chorus: scum]
make my motherf-cking day never playin’ with no lame ass b-tch, down with your g-y ass crew (hey!)
make my motherf-cking day never say “no we’ll be okay” for anyone down with you (hey!)
it is not gonna turn out well for your hoes, i do suppose all those that thou regain shall fall
f-ck them ’til they casket lids finna close
we keep exchanging blows trying to k!ll them all
[verse 2: scum & insane poetry]
bigger they are, harder they fall
figure it out, who will they call?
when they end up in a puddle of blood, sticky and leaking from multiple holes
losing it all blowing a hole wanna hold onto the past
selling their soul to remain in control, thinking that sh-t finna last
sinking a ship, taking a clip, popping a clip in a gun
aiming a gun at their back as they run doing what has to be done
it’s an attack of despicable kind, giving that mind that we said
mercy to be given to those that have given up fighting then ended up dead
lunatics that’s willing to stab
out of control you’re feeling the wrath
taking your skin, peeling it back
butcher brothers vent it all out
with the pen and the pad, penning the mad music, k!lling the underground
lsp sentinel summons to come and hunt you down
hundreds are found, bound inside of the walls of my secret base
some of them found drowned cuz of the madness that we embrace
everywhere you turn you see the picture of a demon’s face
written in your skin our books of blood as we eat your face

[bridge: scum & insane poetry]
f-ck ’em all, thou shalt fall
f-ck ’em all, thou shalt fall
we are

- m m m f d

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