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letra de blood thirsty bastards - thoughtz of da chamber

[intro]
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw!!!

[verse 1: nitemare]
you’re the devil’s reaper, okay, i’m the devil’s keeper
i’m like a nike sneaker, fast to k!ll without even a squeaker
bro, i got this sh-t on lockdown, like a f-cking freaker
in the deepest rat hole movie feature, i don’t have to summon 2000 demons
to feel you, my right hand will treat catchy
f-ck the itchy, t-tty t-tchy chat, i love my baseball bat
splatter your head, deep compet-tion
how about that strike home run with your discombobulation
zombie baseball, yeah strike to
bro, you don’t wanna know what i’ll do to ya
rather tie you up to a tadpole
wait until the ants eat you up in 1 whole
honey voted you’ll get bitten ’till death then i will take your soul

[verse 2: nitemare]
now you f-cking wid a sinister, murdering lyrical born sinner
chopping up body’s i leave them floating down a f-cking river
ripping your inner cipher with bullets i deliver
triple six is the beast in the mark of a k!ller
bring the sk!lls, your real i’m leaving your blood spilled
open your body revealing the last of the 7th seal
open your mouth again, then i’ll smash through your grill
walk around in this graveyard i come equipped
battling demons now with this blade that i grip
leaving your blood drip, like the tales from the crypt
stab you with my weapon in the form of a crucifix
leaving you spitting some green sh-t like the exorcist
i’m murderous mouth now virtually i don’t exist
reminiscing triple dark squares my position
hologram movements as i walk in the distance
my weapons deceive omens as i cut with precision
learn a lesson i spit in tongues so switch the method
i project styles that makes me pounce like a leopard
in this session, i swing swords with aggression
my weapon hits the vein now you pump the adrenalin
7 gateways to h-ll now i’m cast out of heaven
i’m rolling with serpents that spits the 7 deadly venoms
i’m speaking in tongues backward
i speak the holy grail acc-mulate darkness parallel to my brain cells
every graveyard the gateway to south london
bite your tongue leave you spitting blood from the dungeons

[verse 3: nitemare]
end of world no one understands gotta chop
k!ll thrill with death your last breath insane sucking
brains you f-ck cattle i’ll add dill make you choke my p-n-s
through you off hills makes me hard chills deep hit to chest grab your throat
twist it like a mystic mystic
magic decapitated hold you up high spear to the ground
hang you up scared sh-t i’m hotter than a flare
i’ll roast you like pig my n-gga don’t f-ck wit ma sh-t
my h-ll core will make you sick trust me
i can be a real f-cking pr-ck don’t test me b-tch want more okay
bad breeds true gotta step on that leech suck my blood
bro, i’m like dracula sniff you thru my nose
i’m tall yeah you that small squish still talking that itch, okay watch this
when i come your done roast
beef i’m chief your roast
beef when i come you run fire
hydrogen come flood you really can’t spit for sh-t
i’ll take my whip hit you brutally till’ you really spit mostly sh-t
i like miracle whip on top of that b-tch dinners ready my n-ggas

- thoughtz of da chamber

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