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letra de the conjuring - necrosociety

[intro]
necrosociety, we terrorize you in your sleep

[verse 1: sentfromiraq]
ah, ah, ah, ah
it’s a conjuring, b-tch, we gonna assassinate you
gripping the machete, i’ma show you how much i hate you
i don’t need no f-cking gun
if i got my blades with me
chained her to the ground
b-tch, you ain’t f-cking leaving me
crawling from the f-cking bas-m-nt like a f-cking entity
got you on my f-cking black list
you my f-cking enemy
i’ma need some f-cking ketamine
to relax, b-tch
i’ma need some f-cking drugs
to relapse, b-tch
i’m a f-cking narcissist
b-tch, i’m f-cking toxic
and i need the drugs, b-tch, i need the f-cking toxins
i’m a f-cking narcissist
b-tch, i’m f-cking toxic
and i need the drugs, b-tch, i need the f-cking toxins

[verse 2: needleguts]
oh, throwin’ hatchets, aiming brains just like a target
you all acting like some f-ggots, say all i say is out of pocket
brainwash you into a s-x slave, i’ma turn you to my puppet
i don’t care if you don’t want it, i’ma force you ’til you like it
leave it, i know your fien’ing, i see you grinning
begin, until my s-m-n is all over your f-cking meat skin
take a deep breath in, like a disease make your brain reset
throat f-cked, no speech, yeah, just give, don’t receive
[verse 3: hxlx]
stick a knife in your back
i’m tryna fix your posturing
b-tch, you better run away
it’s a f-cking conjuring
we be k!lling f-ggots then we doin’ money laundering
i don’t think a lot of people would like this side of me
pop out, i’m grabbin’, i’m stabbin’
the jacket
cut out your face
i’m using the leather
pop out, i’m grabbin’, i’m stabbin’
the jacket
cut out your face
i’m using the leather
i’ma take your f-cking scalp off, that’s a f-cking dead hoe, b-tch
walk around the neighborhood
i’ll terrorize the ghetto, b-tch
i’m not f-cking kidding, uh
hang the body to the ceiling
boy, don’t be so silly
i don’t want your f-cking pity

[verse 4: karatel]
launching the missile, taking down your flight
now you dead in the woods, ate by the flies
obsessed with bones, i’ll rip out your spine
snuck the corpse in a bag, i’m still not satisfied
i need to be lobotomized (yuh)
want to k!ll, it’s an obsession, i’m torturing your child (uh)
i’ma pierce his face in every single side (uh)
tell me what’s the issue for me, it’s not, so it’s alright
[verse 5: k!llriddle]
i’m the f-cking ghost, b-tch
i’ma make you f-ckin tie the rope, b-tch
want you f-ckin’ dead, so i wrote it in my notes, b-tch
i been haunting ever since i died
don’t you know this
don’t you hear the screaming from your walls
you haven’t noticed
y-y-you ain’t seen the f-ckin’ signs
you choose to live or choose to die
lock the door because you scared of me
you dont know i’m inside
i been lurkin’ ’round your house
and you ain’t never realised
i’ma k!ll you when you go to sleep
and use your kitchen knife (yeah)
ugh, i’m hiding in your f-ckin closet
i’m ’bout to break your f-ckin’ face in like you came straight out a moshpit
i want to blow your f-ckin’ place up, on the web, i’m buying rockets
i’m a stalker and i k!ll, i don’t think i could ever stop it

[outro]
w-w-w-wishin death on our opps

- necrosociety

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