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letra de dinner's served - scum (usa)

[intro]
i love sh-t, ah, yeah
h-ll yeah
time to eat motherf-ckers
eat, eat, eat, eat, eat

[verse 1: scum]
dead skin on my wall, dead meat in my pots, and pans on my stove cause i’m cooking
a meal that i k!ll with the drill on my grill, smells ill and i feel you’ll be puking (ugh)
if you was to see or to smell what i make i take you would hurl in an instant
[how dapper?] you would taste but it would be such a f-cking waste just cause our tastes are so distant (woo)
some captured alive and though none will survive i strive for my meats to stay juicy (ooh)
so slice after slice i dissect them like mice, their wounds stuffed with tampons like p-ssy (ugh)
alive they’ll remain going insane from the pain. that’s why some would call me s-d-stic
don’t f-ck ’em cause it’s true when they having their d-ck up in your food, my urges are straight cannibalistic
[chorus: scum]
increased murder rate when i come to your state, this must be the fate y’all deserved
don’t cry it’s too late when your guts on a plate, about to get ate, dinner’s served
increased murder rate when i come to your state, this must be the fate y’all deserved
don’t cry it’s too late when your guts on a plate, about to get ate, dinner’s served

[verse 2: scum]
bl–dy body on the meat hook, bl–dy body in the fridge, bl–dy body in the river floating underneath the bridge
cause the body got to rotting, wreaking like a road-k!lled skunk
those that decomposed, disposed of, no one likes that body funk
gotta eat ’em freshly murdered, gotta eat ’em while they fresh
love the taste of bl–dy, tender, gooey, chewy human flesh
fresh to god, i catch ’em skipping, single scuffle, smaller groups
then attack ’em with no warning like iraqi’s do our troops
then determine who is tasty and who’s just a f-cking waste
only shoot the ones that’s worthless, let us know during the taste
i’m a sinner hunting dinner, in the alley sparks and lots
i’m a pro cause no beginner would’ve dodged my victims shots
cause sometimes the prey be packing and will try to shoot yo ass
force them back as you attack ’em spraying you with some paper gats
but that’s only temporary, in the end there’s no retreat
my machete hits ’em, splits ’em, dinner’s served it’s time to eat

[chorus: scum]
increased murder rate when i come to your state, this must be the fate y’all deserved
don’t cry it’s too late when your guts on a plate, about to get ate, dinner’s served
increased murder rate when i come to your state, this must be the fate y’all deserved
don’t cry it’s too late when your guts on a plate, about to get ate, dinner’s served
[verse 3: scum]
though kids are the best cause they tender and softer, fat ones make stew like no other (other)
i’ll roast up they dad with some b-tter and herbs and make some kebabs out they mother (mother)
i’m choking ’em with the long extension cord, their face is turning blue
then gut ’em and cut ’em into pieces, making a human barbecue
fingers are better drowned in flour, fry me up a crispy snack
serving their brain up on the platter, using a hammer skulls are cracked
got ribs on the grill next to kidneys and thighs, got fries mixed with chunks of their liver (liver)
i love when they scream as i’m slicing they flesh, i love when they shake and they quiver (quiver)
make an incision, take their vision so they cannot run away
the hills have eyes but yours are missing, all that they smell is fresh decay
laughter great, cause god can’t save you, he couldn’t even save his son
there’s no escaping still i’d get you, only get tired if you run

- scum usa

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