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letra de demon in the darkness - skippy ickum

[chorus]
i am the demon in the darkness
run for your life see there’s no way out
fall asleep
fall asleep
you can’t sleep
emotions they turn you upside down
i am the demon in the darkness
run for your life see there’s no way out
fall asleep
fall asleep
you can’t sleep
emotions they try and change you

[verse 1]
if you try and f-ck with ick-m, you a dead man
yeah i’m coming runnin’, a machete in my left hand
life’s grand, no, b-tch life’s bland
i will chop you up and put your head up on the nightstand
criminal mind state, acting like a primate
cuttin’ motherf-ckers and i’m increasing the crime rate
my blind dates getting raped and duck taped
sedated her drink and now you know i gotta migrate
love gags, i love chains, i love whips
love -ss, i love c-nt and love t-ts
love knives, i love guns, i love clips
but i hate f-gs and all of your h-m- bullsh-t
i can see your crime, yeah b-tch that’s too bad
yeah so sad, gettin’ p-ssed now i’m seeing red
that’s how you wind up there as a corpse lying dead
in the corner of the room black body bag
i’m the epitome, validity of monstrous
i’m strikin’ without warning
i’m leaving victims unconscious
i never show remorse
no one seeing no conscious
and what comes next
we’re happy b-tches are nauseous
imma grab em, sigh and beat em
leave em lying there as he crying screaming
then i’m gonna burn em, bite em, bleed em
then i’m gonna cook em, fry em, eat em

[verse 2]
i’m a k!ller on contact
yeah bomb rap spit it tight, so you know i got a contract
you ain’t tough mother f-cker you a c-nt sack
i will leave you b-tch slapped, hogtied and kidnapped
your baby girl looking at me got a bomb -ss
imma get up on that and play her like a tomcat
fly in that p-ssy like a wombat
i’m going in and out, in and out, busting in her mouth and all that
then i thought to myself, well, what if i happen to choke ya
put my belt around your throat tightly
squeezing firm until i have broke ya
thrusting over then again over
my hands be tightly gripping your shoulders
i’ll leave you lying there dead
with two in the head, slumped over the sofa, psycho
i’m a k!ller in a silo, smoking hydro with my bros
getting stoned bout to lose control
i got a military rifle, i’m picking out these eyeb-lls
from skulls whenever things are dark and dull
i’m a sick twisted maniac, click-clack the gat goes blat
whenever mother f-ckers talking smack
your just a no-name rapping little b-st-rd
i’m the king of horror-core and i ain’t ever gonna give it back
wanna go against me then step
i can guarantee you one thing you bound to get wrecked
so better yet better save your breath
before i send these hollow sh-lls point blank at your chest
you’re trying to be a big dog like the rest
barking up a big game, boy, let me see you flex
b-tch please better work on your sets
who’s next? brutal business we the mother f-cking best

- skippy ickum

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