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letra de sick puppy - scum (usa)

[intro]
devereaux

[verse 1: scum]
with a heavy cinderblock knock your hat off your head
along with half your skull, the skull exposed and red
i’m motherf-ckin’ bad, did you expect not that
that would be dumb with scum as usual
got set up as a villain spilling blood, i am appealing
to ones that love the sickest sh-t and don’t get in their feelings
the ones that probably m-st-rbate to snuff and torture p-rn
them ones unique and full of hate enough to beat a four and blow
that is not the way to go, that’s how you get cut
into pieces, covered in feces like you fist b-tt
that is not the way you talk to a mental patient
off these meds when they bypass for mutilation
any information should not be rewarded
if we ever meet again you get one aborted
skin is slowly disemboweled, sick but not forgetful
what i do to you is foul and your future’s dreadful (yo!)

[chorus: scum]
i’m a sick puppy, you can catch a sick bite
could be rabid, could have covid, watch a lead pipe
put an end to everything you might have hoped for
understand i don’t pretend to care a lot, no
call humane society, puppy needs his dope lift
with all this anxiety that i’m trying to cope with
in possession of a weapon and i should be locked up
those that cross me smoked like coke that is getting rocked up
[verse 2: darby o’trill]
sharp blade cut into skin, watch how it rip flesh
warm blood pours on the floor, it makes a big mess
there’s a voice in my head, i think it’s misled
now there’s a corpse on my bed, i think this chick’s dead
resonates with cigarette burns all on my mattress
i am not the one in control of my own actions
one swipe and i inflict critical damage
dying hurts worse than you ever imagined
death blooms within the shade of god’s shadow
crushed bones mix in well with loose gravel
no heartbeat, no movement of the muscles
no more t–th once your jaw meets with my shovel
i be the sick puppy that broke up out the asylum
violent verses in my head, i’m sure the devil writes ’em
only bodies left behind in every town i ride through
sick sh-t be the soundtrack that you will die to
f-ck your life! p-ssy boy you’re all bark, no bite!
f-ck around and you will die tonight!
we some pit-bulls, you’re a shih tzu who just picked the wrong fine

[verse 3: scum]
enter the asylum, try floppin’ until three now
still my stop, it’s still gorehop, still i hope you bleed out
still i feed ’em to the wolves, that is what we all catch
bodies and a happy ending for you might be farfetched
it’s the stench of that decomposition and decay with decay for the last
to decay so i say the condition is far worse than it was in the past
so is mine because of lean, jäger, and the cocaine
tickin’ bomb, i’m about to blow like a tank of propane
livin’ fast but dyin’ slow, strange it lasted so long
thought i’d go by thirty-four, prove the past is so wrong
go motherf-cker, keep it moving, keep on trucking
ain’t no time for rubbernecking, don’t look back, lay off the brakes
pay attention, never mention lsp without respect
or you will be an r.i.p. for you to bleed that’s all it takes (hey!)

- scum usa

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