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m.m.m.f.d. - why we do this كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: scum]
like a syringe this microphone is just a motherf_ckin’ tool
of an addiction that i got until i frolic in a pool
i’m drowning in somebody’s blood, a lot of gore all over the floor
i’m lovin’ the horror, had this all and i sold the pain for horrorcore
motherf_ckers better understand the brutal truth behind this madness
it grows in sadness, not about to end this sickness
some are really saying they turning into art
thoughts of ripping your chest apart and ripping out your heart
in my tortured head yell every single moment
wanted to murder my opponent
find his crib and run up on it
with a mac, there ain’t no friendly competitions anymorе
everything is deadly, sadly, ain’t no love, wе got a war
all on our hands are always sticky crimson red, n0body’s clean
ain’t n0body right or righteous, all our sinners on the scene
with the k!llers that support us, if they fail us, we will quit
this is why we f_ckin’ do this, why we spit this murder sh_t

[chorus: scum]
paid our dues, who are you’s to try to doubt us?
drug abuse is the amus_m_nt that be about us
there’s no use in telling us to give up the drinking
helpless failing as we sailing on the ship that sinking
further yet, are we gonna get to make it through this?
would not baby rattle ’em, that not why we do this
who is gonna bring you heat like a murder weapon?
if we quick with the violent sh_t but that will never happen
[verse 2: insane poetry]
it’s the devil’s due, residue i hate
resonates through my veins pumpin’ nothin’ but sick sh_t (unsubs!)
coming to a neighborhood near you bringing you snuff music
b_tches get f_cked to it, drugged to it, cut to it
puncture your skin when i cut through it
slowly carvin’ triple m_f_d in your flesh, how me and scum do it
we got a liquid assassin to bust a gun to it
this is how these k!llers roll, gods of the crimson flow
we package film, distribute it across the globe like a pandemic virus
underground where you’ll find us
man, it’s all unhappy sh_t, darkness is our environment
we rap about skinnin’ a body and where to find her skin
we just some wild men, drivin’ insane on this tour life
bottles of jager too short, might screw your life
locked in, askin’ how to cop merch
ask like you tryin’ to stand ’em up, it’s lsp

[chorus: scum]
paid our dues, who are you’s to try to doubt us?
drug abuse is the amus_m_nt that be about us
there’s no use in telling us to give up the drinking
helpless failing as we sailing on the ship that sinking
further yet, are we gonna get to make it through this?
would not baby rattle ’em, that not why we do this
who is gonna bring you heat like a murder weapon?
if we quick with the violent sh_t but that will never happen
[verse 3: liquid assassin]
make my motherrf_ckin’ day
and i’ma have your organs in glad wrap
born again, makin’ ornaments out of rappers who backpack
decapitate your head with a blow from this d_mn bat
dedicate your dome to the place where it lands at (ahh!)
lyrical precision like a surgeon, my verses glisten
let’s take the beat like your anatomy with words depictin’
my only urge is to make you emerge a victim
and turn your f_ckin’ world to a burning whirlwind of crimson (yeah!)
this lsp, identify you by a dental screen, your flesh and t__th
to be was left with your name in parentheses
i raise the beat and make the breath in your chest release
leave no evidence so they unaware of your death for weeks
there’s nothing to it, liquid drunk with a gun is stupid
your body polluted from the substance and drug abusin’
ain’t no use for discussion, my f_ckin’ movement will never change
i’m stuck in this cruise and i suffer through it

- m m m f d

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