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letra de the death who you laugh at - the unthrowboxes

hit you in the face with the baseball bat
you got me actin like a spoiled brat
leave your corpse impregnated with a rabid cat
why dont we have a little chat?
rippin out your skin with the bullets from a gat
broken skulls adorned with a new hat
pourin the blood in your clean mat
leave your heart attacked with the smell of rat n the stench of rottin scat
clean it up with your tongue when the blood splat
chewin off her soles of the mortal combat
dont talk like that the death who you laugh at
feedin on the severed fingers like a wombat
i’ll k!ll her if this dumb slave is a copycat
hope they ain’t gonna try and make me mad
this is for your punishment from doin bad
it ain’t my fault that i was makin you sad
in your mouth where the pins and needles add
go get punished and beaten by your dad
it must be somethin that you won’t be glad
that its too late for the chance youve ever had

- the unthrowboxes

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