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wax - slaughterhouse كلمات أغنية

elements of dot music business

[verse 1]
every word that i say is remorseless
tears dudes apart like when gays get divorces
you are dealing with dangerous forces
every word’s carried with cranes or with forklifts
this is heavy sh_t, this ain’t nothing light
the production’s like walking to a construction site
swinging i_beams, crushing rhyme schemes
veteran cops, puking guts off at the crime scenes
the type of rhyme that leaves a bad taste in your mouth
turn that sh_t on and it sounds like a drag race in your house
we make wild joints, earnin’ style points
spit that mildew i just l!cked off my tile joints

[chorus]
they all fall down, it’s your turn now
just one more gal to the slaughterhouse

[verse 2]
motherf_cker, i drill a hole down deep into your skull
and reach down in that motherf_cker and come out with your soul
then i crush that sh_t up and mix it with yayo
mix it up, tip it to the booth and start spitting it fuego, b_tch
i’m f_cking light_years ahead of you lame brains
rappers end up living in small towns with their names changed
yeah, up in fortified houses
with embarrassed children and their mortified spouses
in my wake i leave miles of carnage
piles of garbage, compiles of cartilage
and bones and other assorted body parts
cannibals follow me at a distance with shopping carts
[chorus]
they all fall down, it’s your turn now
just one more gal to the slaughterhouse

[verse 3]
welcome to the factory, sit down
just conveyor belt and prepare to feel the same way the last day’s naysayers felt
and don’t give me that f_cking fake surprise
look, man — suck a d_ck
you know d_mn well going in you wasn’t sh_t
dirty lowlifes, p_ss and hating_ass peons
talking about me or about my man eom
yeah, but this b_tching and whining just keeps my man chopping like kitchen appliances
we magnificent scientists
call up your manager, tell him we just ripped his whole client list
there’s a sh_t on his list of his contacts
puke and spit and p_ssed on his contracts
they are void now, they’re destroyed now
his assistants are all unemployed now
a decoy cow, mind of a snake
followers line up and wind up in steaks

[outro]

- wax

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