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letra de gorefather 2: the last confession - scum (usa)

[intro]
сумка (сумка, сумка)

[pre-chorus: scum]
went to my stash and came back with that axe (ah)
went to my stash and came back with that axe (ah)
went to my stash and came back with that axe
so now i’m back on a murder spree committing these violent acts

[chorus: scum]
though i’m no longer the monster they once knew
never caught, many cops still are p-ssed (p-ssed)
those i’ve wronged long decayed, grey or dark blue
let ’em rot, they are not to be missed (missed)
calling me an animal that would be h-lla offensivе to they kind and breed
carnivore and a cannibal, just shoot me for all thе ones i’ve left behind to bleed
back for the final disembowelment session
cracking their bones to make ’em scream a lot
gorefather’s here to make this last confession
soon i will die but all the gore will not

[verse 1: scum]
covered in blood, i’m reminiscing, having visions of the past
death to the ones considered missing, this hourglass is draining fast
like them gutted headless bodies, can’t unsee butchery i’ve seen
making their tied up parents witness me cutting up they next of kin
eyelids stapled to they foreheads, acid drops to help ’em see
savagery in all its glory, what the f-ck is wrong with me?
what the f-ck is wrong with people? learn it’s they fault that a man is dead
ask myself if it’s pure evil could inflict so much pain on them
call in a favor to murder your neighbor
call in a hit and your sh-t will get split (ah)
ain’t no excuse for my violent behavior
wearing these huge gory shoes ’cause they fit (fit)
[bridge: scum]
went to my stash and came back with that axe (ah)
went to my stash and came back with that axe (ah)
went to my stash and came back with that axe
so now i’m back on a murder spree committing these violent acts

[verse 2: scum]
drip, drip, drip from the tip of my icepick
clique so sick that i’m reppin’ the l (l)
quit trying to dip, hoping to slip out the vice grip
hold on your souls that are trapped in my head still
under the house their fans are watching where motherf-ckers come to pay
homage having to kiss the pinky ring and they wonder if the stain
all this blood of the ones that perished
ones they cherished, ones that died
some of them came and then they vanished
those that i spared won’t testify, n0body ever testified (hahahahahahaha)

[chorus: scum]
though i’m no longer the monster they once knew
never caught, many cops still are p-ssed (p-ssed)
those i’ve wronged long decay, grey or dark blue
let ’em rot, they are not to be missed (missed)
calling me an animal that would be h-lla offensive to they kind and breed
carnivore and a cannibal, just shoot me for all the ones i’ve left behind to bleed
back for the final disembowelment session
cracking their bones to make ’em scream a lot
gorefather’s here to make this last confession
soon i will die but all the gore will not
[outro: scum]
forgive me father for i’ve done and all that i’ve yet to do. and forgive me for what i’m about to do to you right f-cking now!

- scum usa

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