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letra de fucked in the head - scum (usa)

[verse 1: scum]
now everybody cut ’em up, cut ’em up, cut ’em up
if you don’t think that f-ckin’ a corpse is not okay (not okay)
it’s lsp, team snuff, mr. zipperface, dark half
if you offended by this sh-t you must be g-y (you must be g-y)
and when i say you must be g-y
don’t mean a chick that likes to l!ck another chick between her legs
if that’s okay(that’s okay)
i’m talkin’ about a worthless chick that’s gobbled a couple donkey d-ck
the cats all heard about the sh-t we have to say
and so we say f-ck them and they moms
the ones they love and i hope they die
i hope they suffеr like a b-tch that is giving birth
to a f-ckin’ rolled up organ trade comin’ out hеr ass and all the pain
they dedicate to those that hate for all it’s worth
i’d love to maim and mutilate the ones that hate
and decorate a christmas tree with their bl–dy guts and severed limbs
have them hacked to pieces never find ’em
leave them burned or buried underground
so i drive around with the children’s blood all over my rims

[chorus: scum]
f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head!
f-cked above and beyond all repair! (all repair!)
f-cked in the head!
stayin’ f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked and i don’t even care! (even care!)
f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head!
so f-cked up i don’t need to get high (to get high!)
f-cked in the head!
b-tch i’m f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head ’til i die (’til i die)
[verse 2: geno cultsh-t]
a little part of me is hopeless
grab the rope and toast to its own suicide
i decide when i die
duckin’ more shots than magnum p.i
sympathizin’ my death
punchin’ my chest
takin’ my last breath
did it for this cult sh-t
make your b-tch suck a dog
he’s sick- sick with it sick with it
clean out your ears
i’m ludicrous with dog p-ss, no chicken and beer
word of mouth, rep this fam for over six years
blood, sweat, and tears
paranoid about peers
livin’ life on the edge like when i’m supposed to be here
was i supposed to be scared of them punk-ass hoes now?
half these want to be thugs still livin’ on their mom’s couch
leave this world, come pledge your fate with the zipperface
have you cry to god quicker than late
team snuff, cultsh-t quickly light up the place
snuff ’em out, make these motherf-ckers step towards they graves
come on!

[chorus: scum]
f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head!
f-cked above and beyond all repair! (all repair!)
f-cked in the head!
stayin’ f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked and i don’t even care! (even care!)
f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head!
so f-cked up i don’t need to get high (to get high!)
f-cked in the head!
b-tch i’m f-cked in the head!
f-f-f-cked in the head ’til i die (’til i die)
[verse 3: damien quinn]
wake up to my new nightmare, no wes craven
powerful like christopher walken recitin’ the raven
i been saving you a spot next to me in h-ll
and i hope you get impaled tryin’ to chase the devil’s tail
with a pocket full of sh-lls, i’ll leave these bullets out the way
i’m dented like jim jones servin’ kool aid
these melodies are top grade, come get your flesh brûléed
and served on a plate with a side of your brain
blood stains remain on my hands and i blame my insanity
this monster has took command of me
now i’m way too late and he wants to end humanity
the group head n-gga in my fantasy be a fatality
we lsp the label with the circle saw and axe
leave your favorite rapper wrapped up in a garbage sack
so what? (so what?)
keep goin’ little c-nt
i leave you hacked up in a bathtub rottin’ for three months

- scum usa

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