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letra de terrifier - necrosociety

[verse 1: hxlx]
if they ever catch me, b-tch, i’m not gonna be alive
do you really think that i f-cking value my own life?
i don’t care about humans, that’s why all my victims died
roofies in her drink, i’m injecting cyanide
i-i-i just like to walk around and get some b-tches on my sight
only if they’re pretty someone’s gonna f-cking die tonight
i’m so f-cking good that i got the right to take her life
feeling like the grim reaper with my motherf-cking knife
ayy, okay, let’s go
put the b-tches in the barrels and i let ’em float
ayy, okay, you know
put thе barrels to your head and i’ll let it f-cking blow
you don’t f-cking know thе real me
twitch the body, i’ma make it look f-cked up
i got blades in my coat and i keep them tucked up
grab you by the neck, squeeze it so hard ’til i break it
i go back to my family with no emotions, b-tch, i f-cking fake it
if i go to jail, i’ma k!ll all the inmates
b-tch, i go solo, i don’t want no f-cking teammates
tore a body so bad they couldn’t identify it
what’s a f-cking monster, b-tch? i want you to define it
put the plastic on the scene, b-tch
i can smell the metal
and don’t be too curious, b-tch
it might be f-cking fatal
put the plastic on the scene, b-tch
i can smell the metal
and don’t be too curious, b-tch
it might be f-cking fatal
[verse 2: k!llriddle]
aye, we makin’ money from a hobby, b-tch
take the f-ckin’ scissors, leave you lookin’ like a zombie, b-tch
i got some stitches if you need a stitch
only jokin’, i don’t waste ’em on no f-ckin’ snitch
all you do is clout chase
p-ssy, i been out state
now, i’m back, you die today
i’m loadin’ up a 12 gauge
i pull up to your f-ckin’ place
you better bring the f-ckin’ sage
this halloween, the gang don’t play
this time, its just gon’ end in pain
p-ssy, run, because i’m strapped up
i’m like a demon, undefeated, you need back up
uh oh! p-ssy, you ’bout to get f-cked up
i’ll leave your organs scattered whenever i’m done, bruh

[verse 3: needleguts]
k!ll, rape, crush, k!ll
destroy, no feel
steal your payday
yell up, mayday
hanging, screaming
on the ceiling
lifeless spinning
lifeless spinning
lifeless spinning
peel off skin
do it grinning
life, no meaning
k!ll, no meaning
k!ll, no meaning
do it grinning
do it grinning
cleaver, cleaver on the wall
can you separate her arms
can you just cut off the neck?
i’m tryna f-ck her head
pull her f-cking t–th and use her blood as lube when i go in
need something to grab i cannot stand it, rippin’ off her skin
everyone you f-cking love is in my bas-m-nt, watch them burn
desperation for the pleasure, f-ck your body while its warm
police vomit at the scene, b-tch, that is none of my concern
carve my name on every victim, i’m not stoppin’ ’til i’m gone
[verse 4: karatel]
l!ck the blood, where do you wanna go?
speaking myself, can’t stand it anymore
l!ck the blood, where do you wanna go?
speaking myself, can’t stand it anymore
drills inside my toolbox, insert them in your f-ckin’ brain
keep the organs in my backpack and the hearts inside my suitcase
f-ckin’ a dead body, fillin’ everything, there’s no more sp-ce
jumping into yo’ window before you’re dead, you’ll see my face
i ain’t doing nothing, the voices do it for me
with your skin i make a carpet, i’m full of adrenaline
i can’t live a normal life ’cause i need my medicine
my thoughts are gettin’ out of hand, i think its time to sleep, b-tch

[verse 5: tsaruicide]
holla at me if you want a ghost gun
slug in his head with a shotgun
want a f-ckin’ b-tch, but you got none
he is gonna run, it’s gonna be a short one
holla at me if you wanna die quickly
if you wanna find me, you can find me on the wiki
i be gettin’ money like a motherf-ckin’ trustee
old b-tch hit me up, i swear to f-ck, she miss me
i be in the forest hunting victims with my k
i know you lost my trust, but it goes a long way
if you f-ckin’ see me, you should know you need to pray
actin like a b-tch, but you also is a lame
[verse 6: sentfromiraq]
f-ck it up, f-ck it up
all these f-cking bullets
run it up, run it up
why in the f-ck you here?
boy, you better
back it up, back it up
got another new body
boy, you better
pack it up, pack it up, pack it up
b-tch, i cut with the bonesaw
starting from the neck
then i insert the drill inside your motherf-cking head
b-tch, i cauterize the bleeding ‘fore she motherf-cking bled
but she started seizing, i don’t even f-cking care
stab in the neck, put my motherf-cking guns out
stab you again, then i’ll blow your f-cking brains out
left you for dead, b-tch, i’ll make you f-cking bleed out
and you better start praying, motherf-cker, kneel down

- necrosociety

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