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letra de crawlspace - super famous fun time guys

[intro]
down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul
down, down, down, down, down, down, down, down
sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul

[verse 1: mr 8 legz]
got this house cheap, [it’s quiet since?] the dog days
amy’s in the attic, yeah, well jacob’s in the crawlsp-ce
dressed like paul bearer, wearing a silicone doll’s face
covered in dirt, installing a cage made of tall grates
anxiety’s creeping, i need a couple red oxy’s
stay pilled out like bein’ fed by the [?] cosby
area’s cluttered and cleanin’ ain’t one of my said hobbies
there’s just a bl–dy f-ckin’ pile of cassette copiеs
(ha ha! you dumb ass!) bet you thought that i’d say “dead bodies”
nopе, none of those, just a couple of their heads rotting
chain smoke when someone mentions the smell
like i’m a connoisseur of cheeses, jesus, you can’t tell? (what?)
practical, packin’ ’em where the soil is immaculate
tactical, stackin’ ’em and start braggin’ if it is accurate (yeah)
if i ain’t diggin’, i’ve been down here paintin’ murals
you tryin’ to have somebody gone, i’m open to referrals, let’s go
[chorus]
down down, do the dark [unknown yeah?]
we can call it art, or we can call it your home
we underground now, let’s start the show
body parts scattered low ’til they all dissolve
we goin’ down down (down down down down down down)
get acquainted with the words of the dirt
and though it sounds foul (sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul)
you’ll decompose and become one with the earth, ay

[verse 2: whipstick]
how’s it goin’? (hi) welcome to my collection
enjoy your twenty-seven [?] careful selection (wow [?])
i pack a massive erection, and i’m not happy to see you
unless you got a hypodermic needle [?] infections, ha!
[?] drill deep in the side of your neck
where hands cuffed felt stuffed with a pound of your flesh, b-tch
diggin’ up the grotto [?] watch your body drip the blood
inside a forty bottle, put your [?] in full throttle, ay
[?] “wow, take your shirt off” (that’s right) ([?])
it’s not g-y, we’re [?] friends, i swear you got my word, dog
you wanna get out alive, it’s time to get assertive
i’ll make sure your last words are m-ffled never heard of, yeah
oh sure you can hold my [?]
fill it up with five shots, [?] (cl!ck cl!ck cl!ck)
got a four inch saw blade, make it last all day
edward [?], i’m the king of the crawlsp-ce
[chorus]
down down, do the dark [unknown yeah?]
we can call it art, or we can call it your home
we underground now, let’s start the show
body parts scattered low ’til they all dissolve
we goin’ down down (down down down down down down)
get acquainted with the words of the dirt
and though it sounds foul (sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul)
you’ll decompose and become one with the earth, ay

[verse 3: lee carver]
your subject matter seems so familiar
how the f-ck you book a feature on your cd that’ll k!ll you?
skeletons, spiders, asbestos, and mildew
surprise, b-tch (is this guy f-ckin’ for real, dude?)
who the f-ck here disturbed my slumber?
i thought i told you, whip, lose my cellphone number
it’s dark as f-ck, can’t see who i’m stabbin’ now
slaughter another [?], puttin’ the lucha underground
when i’m in the crawlsp-ce, call me krawldad
k!llin’ horrorcore rappers, and my gimmick is a bald cap
i saw that y’all wanna get spooky
let’s cut class, see an r-rated movie
let’s give each other tattoos on our shoulders
usin’ each others’ blood, all i need’s a couple corn holders
that’s all for now, kids, back to my filth and disgust
the bathroom of this abandoned toys r us
[bridge]
crawlsp-ce where we got ’em
diggin’ deep down to the bottom
no more problems

[chorus]
down down, do the dark [unknown yeah?]
we can call it art, or we can call it your home
we underground now, let’s start the show
body parts scattered low ’til they all dissolve
we goin’ down down, do the dark [unknown yeah?]
we can call it art, or we can call it your home
we underground now, let’s start the show
body parts scattered low ’til they all dissolve
we goin’ down down (down down down down down down)
get acquainted with the words of the dirt
and though it sounds foul (sounds foul, sounds foul, sounds foul)
you’ll decompose and become one with the earth, ay

- super famous fun time guys

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