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letra de friday the 24th - ​rejectedreyna

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[verse 1: rejectedreyna]
grab ’em by the neck and put a dagger side his stomach
i got presents for you p-ssies, but i got no time for loving
grab ’em by the windpipe, tie him down, so no more f-ckin’ running
i’m in the other room f-ckin’ ms. claus, speed it up just when i’m cumming
hop up in a sled when i’m shooting lead
right up at these deer, aiming for the head
f-ck the holidays, all these f-gs are pest
cut ya tree down and then burn the nest
grab a f-ckin’ elf, and i cut ’em open
poison ya milk, i can hear ’em choking
when i see your corpse, i’ll just get to stroking
throw ya f-ckin’ bones right in the ocean
i seen a lot of things, they make me hate these times
i never felt no love in this dull heart of mine
i never got no gifts, so now you’ll feel my pain
i’ll use your bones as ornaments, my star will be your brain
[verse 2: k!lltak]
like the unabomber, got an ied, mail it to you now, you just can’t see
military grade, it’s making you bleed
commie christmas, guess you’ll just rest in peace
i stop the witness, blow his head off in pieces
mind ya business for you really get beat
y’all some p-ssy-boys, we’ve reached our consensus
say that you riding, rip you out the seat
i make you fold like origami, y’all some p-ssies shoulda known
i make ’em freeze up like the winter, leave they corpses in the cold
i cut his jugular and his head off, leave these elves all in the snow
’cause this eastside, you gon’ get cut up friday the twenty-fourth
so, shut your mouth for i really just kick it in, got a knife, so i bring it in
and of course, i hear all these p-ssies they talking sh-t, but i’m really not listening
told that p-ssy boy, “get the f-ck out my face, before i start ripping sh-t”
open wide, put my shiv in it, at the same time, open wide, put my d-ck in it

[verse 3: luisproducedit]
snap an arm up off a doll, shooting an elf and then i deck the halls
leaving the scene dead, santa by the mall
slice up his head and then i paint the walls
dismember a leg and then i make ’em crawl
take out the brakes and that’ll make ’em stall
hung by a pole, b-tch eaten by the fog
no deers on the sled, b-tch, eaten by the dogs
burn everyone up on the naughty list, i’m krampus and my sled is strongly lit
i’m loving my axe, boutta fondle it
yeah, santa a b-tch, so i’m chopping it
i’m grabbin’ the door and i’m lockin’ it
i’m grabbin’ my pole and i’m c-ckin’ it
i’m grabbing my sights and i’m locked in it
i’m pulling the trigger and poppin’ it
burn down the p-ssy with a bang, with the chi-chi
once i’ma tell you where the gang and to meet me
huh, you a b-tch like a santa, you freezing—
cold man these bullets gon heat all these mf up
yeah, hop in the truck, yeah, thousands of heads will not fit in the trunk
and bodies on bodies, i caught in the muck
if you catch me on a friday, then you out of luck

- rejectedreyna

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