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letra de scum - scum

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(verse 1)
when the people call me sc-m there’s a reason for it
i’m the bump that you might hit when you’re gonna floor it
i’m the tire that you blew out when you hit the road
i’m the spark that lit your gas and made your tank explode
i’m the spit that’s in your food up at taco bell
i’m the sin ya didn’t confess now go to h-ll
i’m the condom with the hole that did not protect
i’m the knife your girlfriend grabbed when the b-tch got smacked
raining yellow b-tch look up, look cause here i am
p-ssing on you from the roof, i don’t give a d-mn
when your car is getting searched, b-tch i’m jerry lee
not a pig, but i’m the cause for that guilty plea
i’m the seeds up in your blunt that be ???
that’s the life for all the rude smelling on your weed
basically your life is f-cked if our paths get crossed
nice to meat ya, rest in peace cause ya life is lost

(hook)
rather live in the dark than to die in the light
rather break all the rules than to lose in a fight
put a slug in your back now your legs feeling numb
there’s a reason why i get referred to as sc-m
you don’t wanna be me, take my word it’s no joy
cause the nine that i pack is my favorite toy
and i play with that toy ’til somebody gets hurt
’til somebody gets shot left face down in the dirt

(verse 2)
i’m the virus in the air
i’m the tumor in your brain
p-ssy sores and bl–dy vomit, i’m the cause of all your pain
and when you feel your heart is failing, i’ma disconnect your phone
when you’re dialing 911 i’m the f-ckin’ busy tone
spell my name, that’s my description letter s it stands for sick
c for crazy, u for ugly, m for motherf-ckin’ d-ck
if you find me, nice to meet ya, greet ya with a f-ckin’ slug
i’m your neighborhood grave digger and today your grave is dug
lemme tell ya more about me, i’m just like that false alarm
that went off and caused some panic even though i meant no harm
i’m the voice at planned abortion, yelling out, “i got a bomb!”
when you go to comb your hair, i’m the gum that’s on your comb
when you sit down on the toilet i’m the p-ss that’s on the seat
i’m the punch that knocked your lights out that just swept you off your feet
i’m the nasty motherf-cker, played your wifey like a chord
i’m the door that shuts behind you with a sign that spells out “ward”

(hook)
rather live in the dark than to die in the light
rather break all the rules than to lose in a fight
put a slug in your back now your legs feeling numb
there’s a reason why i get referred to as sc-m
you don’t wanna be me, take my word it’s no joy
cause the nine that i pack is my favorite toy
and i play with that toy ’til somebody gets hurt
’til somebody gets shot left face down in the dirt

(verse 3)
psychopath that dwells in denver with the trigger finger itch
i’m the glitch in your computer, i’m the d-ck up in your b-tch
i’m the nail that popped your tire, i’m the fire that burned your house
i’m the one that stole your christmas gifts and shot the santa clause
i’m the one that f-cked your daughter ?????????
got her pregnant, took her money, sn-tched her car then ditched that ho
i’m the one that got you fired, i’m the one that got you shot
i’m the slug that left you crippled when it hit you in the gut
i’m the source of all your problems, i’m the cause of all your stress
b-tch i’m gonna drive you crazy, i won’t settle for no less
people call me sc-m the lowlife, 412’s my triple six
i’m like shadows just like demons and inverted crucifix
i’m like jaws when you be swimming, i’m like freddy when you sleep
i’m like jason when you’re camping, fool i’ll put you six feet deep
there’s a reason why they hate me, but don’t trip i hate me too
so beware i’m coming for you, and there’s nothing you can do

if you cross me i’ll drop off your head to your mom
wrapped in plastic inside of a basket
since the rest won’t be found when you’re put in the ground
that is all they will put in your casket

(hook)
rather live in the dark than to die in the light
rather break all the rules than to lose in a fight
put a slug in your back now your legs feeling numb
there’s a reason why i get referred to as sc-m
you don’t wanna be me, take my word it’s no joy
cause the nine that i pack is my favorite toy
and i play with that toy ’til somebody gets hurt
’til somebody gets shot left face down in the dirt

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