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letra de judge me not - scum (usa)

[verse 1: scum]
when i’m on trial or something tell the judge to go suck a d-ck
covered in sewage that you’re dumping on my name like a nasty fl!ck
’bout two girls and a cup they sharing staring gets you blinded b-tch
wanna poke her hot, like a virgin tw-t and snail-like god if i want a veech
better stay the f-ck up out of my business when you’re not involved
otherwise advice that i got for you is to k!ll yourself and the problem solved
and you would do this world a favor kind of like finding a cure for aids
better go and swallow you a hollow tip or a bunch of razor blades
then i want to snort your ashes bet it would get me high as f-ck
on the pure essence of your hate when it hits me hard like a hockey puck
when it hits me like a baseball bat better bet i’ma feel rejoiced
and go back to being the devil’s voice that is known for making your mothers moist
many people say that only god is fit to judge him
but i say they god is dead and n0body else can claim they’re right
judging me for my offenses and not knowing the circumstances
all of you are taking chances that you might get shot on sight

[chorus: scum]
judge me not! you don’t know what i’ve been through
judge me not! you ain’t walked in my shoes
judge me not! you’ve got no clue what you getting into
and you ain’t live my life, when you dare to judge, it’s yours you lose
judge me not! you cannot comprehend me
judge me not! can’t undo what is done
judge me not! how can you understand me
when we’re not alike and i never like or trust no one?
[verse 2: scum]
what the f-ck is that all over both of my hands and my face that’s red?
kinda look like blood, kinda taste like blood
so it must be blood and you must be dead
if you think that’s fair you’re stupid punk motherf-cker with no clue
what he said was bad enough to hurt you and bad enough to get hurt by you
when a hammer hit that forehead what’d you feel when the steel connect?
with your flesh and bone your perception’s gone
when your life is done can you please reflect?
on your out of body journey through that tunnel towards that light
it could be the lamp of a locomotive coming at you down the track at night
motherf-cker i don’t judge anybody so better judge me not
don’t assume you can understand me hand me the blade i’m ’bout to bleed a lot
hand me your phone i’m ’bout to send a group text to everybody on your contacts list
sayin’ i’m sorry for the wrongful judgment now that your story’s taken on this twist
fist to your f-ckin’ face for the sh-t you posted on your timeline
telephone cord around your neck for the rumors that you spread
broken t–th and your bl–dy mouth all lookin’ like a skyline
hoping that people know what caused your demise when you come up dead

- scum usa

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