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scum (usa) – filth كلمات اغاني

[verse 1: scum]
i’m back with another s_d_stic and twisted installment of sickness and lyrikal snuff
saw and the axe of the chains on our necks is lettin’ them know that we’re likely rough
playin’ with matches and sorts on the fire and bumpin’ that sh_t, gonna f_ck with your head
makin’ you wanna dismember and torture, makin’ you wanna have s_x with the dead (dead)
and if you’re easily offended, we say “f_ck you!”
if it has to watch you die dangling on a hook
with a motherf_ckin’ baseball bat up your ass as your body turns blue
for the fun of it, for the f_ck of it, would your life get took?
young scum up in this b_tch, leave a body face down in the ditch
you better come to your kid on some drugs to consume
droppin’ ’em off at the school for a lesson to teach
gonna blast everyone who got chances to run
then i mess up all the guys, it hard to reach you
well i’m speakin’ at the rain, searchin’ a videotape
the vice princ_p_l because i’m half a teacher
so it’s f_ck you, f_ck your feelings, f_ck everything you love and stand
followers a go and kick in your door
better hit the floor, you’ll be dead instead
mad as f_ck, i’mma grab your baby out the crib and it ain’t go squish
then i’mma smash it against the wall
when the brains go splat, god it makes you sick

[chorus]
feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
spirits rise from the dead when i decapitate
demon since loki, d_demon since loki
bodies on the crucifix, b_bodies on the crucifix
feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
spirits rise from the dead when i decapitate
demon since loki, d_demon since loki
bodies on the crucifix, b_bodies on the crucifix
[verse 2: mastamind]
final finally, final finally sick son of a b_tch
can’t keep up, mr. reaper, welcome to the pit
feel the fire, feel the flame
i put that on the body of christ, on the crucifix on your chain
(ayy!)
as far as i’m concerned, you can hang and burn
go bleed, cuttin’ deep, feel the pain and squirm
another body down, another grave in the ground
the wolf, this doggy starving, don’t get ate by the hound
don’t make me have to decapitate your crown
me and satan havin’ long conversations now
tellin’ me to do him bad and tellin’ me how
everything i do, i do it in a felony style
the demon’s callin’, i came, all in the name of n_a_t_a_s
i bless you all with the fame, no love, just pain
finally murdered satan, caught it all on my webcam
f_ck it, the devil made me do it, you’s a deadman

[verse 3: bukshot]
i think these b_tches got me twisted up in sh_t (yeah)
has it really been that f_ckin’ long since i spit somethin’ sick (hmm)
scum put me on this wicked track, do not forget
the first lyrics that i wrote was inspiration from the pit (grr!)
watch me get you motherf_ckers right beside your kids
i just do it like i’m nike, i do it for the kicks (come on)
i got bl__dy weapons and a dirty bag of tricks
i won’t hesitate to bleed you, leave you rottin’ in this diss
m_st_rbating to a youtube video of smallz one
sharpening a hatchet while i’m loading up on long guns (psst)
who’s that knockin’ on my door? (you got the wrong one)
you won’t leave my property, i put that on my young son
i want to see your blood spill on some white sheets (yes)
i love it when the victim says “why’d you bite me?” (ha ha)
i leave ’em cold like a cherry_flavored icing
dump ’em in the river, let ’em swim with all the pisces

[chorus]
feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
spirits rise from the dead when i decapitate
demon since loki, d_demon since loki
bodies on the crucifix, b_bodies on the crucifix
feel the fire and the flame, and the flame
spirits rise from the dead when i decapitate
demon since loki, d_demon since loki
bodies on the crucifix, b_bodies on the crucifix
[verse 4: infinitti]
you call me evil, call me wicked, call me sick six
quit that, get left in a ditch fast
the faceless freak is creepin’ deep beneath the streets at night
bleed my doorkeeper so all won’t know how people die
i torture the aborted and sort ’em in proper portions
and i organize their organs, force feed ’em to orphans
it be a warning, i would not hesitate to regulate
put a barrel in your mouth (bang) and watch your soul evaporate (yeah!)
i’m not criminal, imma k!ll ’em in a minute
while i’m livin’ i’m a menace (yeah!)
the h_ll i’m bringin’ and if you gotta die i’m gonna get it i’m a k!ller (hah!)
fangs to the base, stay glazed in the crimson, sight what it ain’t sink (yeah!)
can’t fight what the hate makes, taste for the blood but our product doesn’t feel straight (yeah!)
time to get famous for being heinous
a faceless doer will show you what pain is
k!lling’s contagious, number containments
k!ll anyone that’s in my radius
it’s easier to get goin’ straight for the neck
dancin’ on puddles a bl__dy mess
some excess, now show me who next
in the mind of a k!ller, no time for rest

- scum usa

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