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insane poetry - the hunted/come get me! كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
king jerichos county 9_1_1 what’s the address of the emergency?

[verse 1: insane poetry]
look ma your son ain’t a saint
i am the opposite of positive, i’m something you ain’t
do you remember when you told me i’d be something that’s great
do you regret that now? am i a f_ckin’ mistake?
not much pregnant with me you steady pacing a room
not even knowing that the devil’s child was placed in your womb
it’s the immaculate conception of me i am him
wicked seraphim, brethren, seed of a nephilim
bringing out the best of him i’m just the worst in men
nothing like the rest of them, see, i just thirst to sin
my dna is infected, i’m having unprotected s_x with young harlots
cumming on their carcass honest i’m just a sick f_ck
violent as rage really sh_t sucks mixed up
child full of rage, i put my fist up, wrists cut
i put a gauge under my chin and tell the devil “let the madness begin”

[chorus: insane poetry]
because it’s my sweet miseries
all the pain in my soul is k!lling me
little demons in my head bringing tyranny
for the purpose just to break me down spiritually
from my sins come my sweet miseries
all the pain in my soul is k!lling me
little demons in my head bringing tyranny
for the purpose just to break me down spiritually
i am the hunted
[verse 2: insane poetry]
look ma, i’m strapped to the gurney
for the lethal injection ’cause i’m demon infested
no regrets for the choices i made
’cause i’m hoisting a blade to her pretty throat, the voices have played
over and over saying slice her up, i gots no heart
gave her razor blade symphonies like mozart
really i l!cked her flesh mama
i ate her flesh mama
left too much evidence i’m under arrest mama
i remember when i picked her out
late december, end of winter, let the sickness out
i got her, you couldn’t fathom this only if the people knew
the neighbor was a slayer who lived right down the street from you
that’s what that evil do
had me stalking her for probably months now she’s a body in my trunk
now a saint’s got the job to write down my sins
inject me and let the madness begin

[chorus: insane poetry]
because it’s my sweet miseries
all the pain in my soul is k!lling me
little demons in my head bringing tyranny
for the purpose just to break me down spiritually
from my sins come my sweet miseries
all the pain in my soul is k!lling me
little demons in my head bringing tyranny
for the purpose just to break me down spiritually
i am the hunted
[outro]
yes, ma’am i uh_i um, i just shot my daughter and shot all my grandkids. and i’ll be sitting on my step so when you get here i’m gonna shoot myself
and what’s the address that you’re at sir
4550 northwest 25 terrace
alright what kind of gun do you have?
it doesn’t matter what kind of gun i got. they’re all dead, and… then when you get here i’ll shoot myself. and then you figure out what kind of gun it is
and how long ago did this happen?
i..i..i don’t want to hear it ma’am, i’m done with every f_cking thing
just bring the motherf_ckers out here, that’s all
we got all the kids are dead in the house
okay, how many people, okay how many people?
6 kids, 1 adult
6 kids and 1 adult?
yeah, and one of them is a baby
all right, is there any way you can stay on the phone with me till i get someone there to help you?
naw… no…not that.. i’m waiting for them to get here. and when they get here i’m going to shoot myself on my back step. all i’m doing is waiting for them
so you said you’re on your back steps?
yep

- insane poetry

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