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letra de sadist - poetic mind

motherf-ckers better, be thinking about that they better’
when i hit em’ with a fully automatic and a 45 berreta’
then i slit their wrist with a letter
as their blood drips i get wetter and wetter
blood stains all over my sweater
as they scream in terror
man i do this sh-t for pleasure
i sever their limbs and watch their blood pressure
drop down like a compressor

so whenever whoever whatever whichever or just, wish it, whomever really wants to get it when i hit it just admit you can’t spit it like i do
so which is it? hit o fit a bitter litter, when i sit i figure im bigger

ill leave your body parts open like an exhibit
you dont reall wanna get it, cuz people will visit you
ill take a part of your arm and make a stew

as it flows through my body like a canoe
cause it falls into my stomach
it rots and decays then the rest of your remains
gets turned into fragments then the maggots
eat them then i feed them and breed them no need to plead
cuz imma st-tch your face to my -ss
talking about human centipede

then they start to crawl, in your abdominal wall
like a flamable poisonous liquid alcohol, called menthol
like brother lynch imma make you cringe
using a syringe, and shove it in your eyeball
doesnt that make you crawl
cause i get turned on
and get hard like megatron
and shoot out a beam cannon
like nick cannon, i’m dark
not reffering to race, but being
left alone, compose, like a bench in the park
ima wait till you get old and withered
or like decomposing body
i impose
i’ll leave that sh-t enclosed
then ima split you into 2 like moses
but instead ima use a red river, don’t quiver
because your blood leaking all over
while your sitting there naked, indecent exposure
then i turned around looked over my shoulder
threw, some gasoline to keep it clean
on the floor
lit that sh-t then i walked out the door

i went back to look at his body
n-body, was around, i love the way it smells
it dwells, in the air
makes me thinking im more aware
beware, i grab a plate
and my heart rate
gets louder kinda of like your first blind date
then i start to mutate, his chest
i took a bite i swear it taste like chicken breast
man it’s the best

cuz i’m k!llin all, and puttin em to rest
you dont want to ever really get
cuz u get to tripping and
ill wake you up in the middle of the night
shoving the clip, im going to giving you a 2nd hit

like twisted insane
im choppin em up into bits like grits
ain’t ever gonna be stopping till they in the pits

you better be thinking about the demons
cuz im coming around the corner and taking your soul without a reason
i just do this for pleasure
like finding treasure
i’m never going to stop until im done searching

- poetic mind

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