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mothfecal - 10 bodies found underneath a shed lyrics

[intro]
michael link, сука, блять

[chorus: mothfecal]
ten rounds buried through the side a motherf_cker’s head
if he talkin’ to me, i’ma slit that motherf_cker’s neck
ain’t no actin’ fool’y on the side, b_tch, heard you f_ckin’ wept (ahh)
when i’m speakin’ to you, ain’t no lies, b_tch, y’all get f_ckin’ slept
ten found buried up inside a motherf_cker’s shed (oh, what?)
police talkin’ to me, ain’t no lies, i pull the f_ckin’ fifth
ten rounds buried through the side a motherf_cker’s head
ten found buried up inside a mothеrf_cker’s shed

[verse 1: mothfecal]
i can’t f_ck with none of you b_tchеs, i am dysfunctional
and i can’t help with none of you b_tches, y’all just so punch_able
unsociable, just you f_ckin’ wait until i tote the pole (yeah)
this ain’t imagination. we gon’ pry open your f_ckin’ skull
dissociable, she wanna spend the night and then i f_ck her hole
bury me alive so i can see my motherf_ckin’ foes

[bridge: mothfecal]
(hahahaha, ha, ha, ha)
(_spitting_)

[verse 2: k!lltak]
got many different blades up on my hip, we can test ’em out
put my sh_t up in your neck, your corpse start tweakin’, twitchin’ out
open up, i wanna put your blood and gore inside your house (okay)
at the show, try talkin’ sh_t, i punch you in your f_ckin’ mouth
brass knuckles dent ya skull, talk that sh_t, you been a ho
tried to claim he hard as f_ck, so how he end up in a hole?
i think it’s funny how these f_ckers on my d_ck, but i ain’t know
got a bunch of f_ckin’ n0bodies, a bunch of f_ckin’ ghosts
use my f_ckin’ boot to crush your brain apart, motherf_cker
leave you in the parking lot, decayed and rot, motherf_cker
and what now? now your family distraught, motherf_cker
leave your body in the alley, it start smelling in the summer
when they find you, it’s too late, what a shame, oh, what a bummer
“what the f_ck, motherf_cker?” he start yelling when i gut him
when this blade inside your organs, bet it feels a little funny
it’s get mushy, it gets bl__dy, p_ssy shouldn’t run up on me
[chorus: mothfecal]
ten rounds buried through the side a motherf_cker’s head
if he talkin’ to me, i’ma slit that motherf_cker’s neck
ain’t no actin’ fool’y on the side, b_tch, heard you f_ckin’ wept (ahh)
when i’m speakin’ to you, ain’t no lies, b_tch, y’all get f_ckin’ slept
ten found buried up inside a motherf_cker’s shed (oh, what?)
police talkin’ to me, ain’t no lies, i pull the f_ckin’ fifth
ten rounds buried through the side a motherf_cker’s head
ten found buried up inside a motherf_cker’s shed

- mothfecal lyrics

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