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letra de scorpy - rozz dyliams

[verse 1]
enter the mind of a serial k!ller, you don’t understand the drama dylan bringing
to anybody who think that they superior to the almighty high priest of the wicked sh-t
i got no boundaries or barriers
when i start sniffing your b-tch -ss out, just like a terrier
all i wanna do is bury ya
deep in area 51, organic material
rot underneath the hot sun of the desert, where no one will find you but i won’t forget it
my violence is just a vehicle for my emotion to come out the way that i meant it
divine executioner, pushing this sh-t to the limits, extending the sentences
all aboard ss inevitability, i will leave more victims than the t-tanic did
if you ever saw me in person, you know i look more like a rabid pitbull than a human
i’m booming this murderous energy deep in the brains of the stupid
i’m using, controlling them, holding them under my spell, it’s the wickedest this side of h-ll
all the confusion come from the other dylan that reside and hide inside of myself
it’s the sinister scorpius brain
enter in my maze and you get lost for days
if i see ya, i’ma leave ya hacked up in a hundred ways
if you reach the end, you see my surgery chamber
with all different kinds of devices that leave you trapped in a world of immediate danger
dangerous fool with a knack for serving out the punishment
to enemies who make my temper flare until i cannot manage
right before you die, i put a family portrait in your face
and watch as one-by-one, your family members start to vanish

[hook]
scorpy, scorpy, scorpy
scorpy, scorpy

[verse 2]
bucking up in this b-tch for the second installment of senseless slaughter
brutally waltzing all over your body, first i split you open then embalm ya
if you want a glimpse inside my mind, then baby, take a look
through my window, you will find a torso swinging from a hook
back and forth and to and fro’ as dylan dahmer, downstairs cook
puddles of brains and other things, and force feed you this cannibal mush
on the daily, ain’t no way that you’d ever escape and walk
but if you did, i bet you’d wait and pray to get hit by a truck
what the f-ck, it’s the undisputed kingpin of -ssault
i got scorpius thoughts up in my brain, but maybe it’s not my fault
all i wanna do is k!ll ya, choke ya, smoke ya like a blunt
put my knife inside your neck and drag it down till it hit your guts
pull ’em out with both my hands and stretch ’em out like rubberbands
and only leave behind some pieces for the roaches to inspect
when the butcherman say “jump,” everybody f-cking jump
and when the butcherman get angry, everybody getting turned into ground chuck

[outro]
aw yeah
straight up out the deep, dark depths of the motherf-cking underground, once again
and i’m pulling all your programs
im pulling all your files
all you inferior species across the galaxy

- rozz dyliams

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