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wrapped in plastic - kryptik (horrorcore) كلمات أغنية

[verse 1: rukus]
one dark and stormy night, yo, sh_t be getting drastic
fidgets of mutilated bodies wrapped up in plastic
there’s not another living soul around
’cause the human population is six feet underground
me and f_cking komatose are channeling through your ouija board
making sure the rhymes make sense, but you’re not sure
you know what i’m saying, ’cause homicide is what i’m talkin’ about
drinking a fifth of bombing fluid till i pass out
wake up and p_ss on a dead b_tch in the corner
she p_ssed me off, so now you can embalme her
call the coroner to do the autopsy
slice and dice are d_mn, sh_t’s getting sloppy
withdrawal symptoms shooting through my f_cking blood
dead bodies rising up from the f_cking mud
it’s judgement day, so all you seen is run and pray
’cause all the serial k!llers are coming out to f_cking play
grab your utensils, the tools of the f_cking trade
some got chainsaws, some got switchblades
rukus, koma and we’re living in the darkness
it’s just too bad, yo, nothing can stop us

[hook: komatose]
watch your back, yo, sh_t be getting drastic
they hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic
watch your back, yo, sh_t be getting drastic
they hate the living, so those bodies are getting wrapped in plastic
[interlude]
blood everywhere! black blood on the walls! figures in the dark, laughing, coming at me and i screamed, then i ran…

[verse 2: komatose]
welcome back to the black blood cemetery
where we walk around with open skulls and it’s f_cking scary
i bare myself alone with fresh virgin meat
just like brotha lynch hung, i gotta eat
i’ll meet you face_to_face in a deep, dark alley
twist your neck, break your face, leave you hidden like the villian
i’ll tell you the victims like the two_thousand census
stealing all your kids, you can’t even catch us
let us be your guide to the other f_cking side
draining main veins till i feel satisfied
i confide in my machete, he won’t turn on me
i don’t confide in god, ’cause holy water burns me
what turns me on? dead b_tches with fat titties
gassed open throats, that’s koma’s ditty
i sn_tched up the corpse, took my lady home
wrapped her up in plastic, i won’t be alone

[outro]
god help me! i saw them, i saw…
saw what, what did you see?
blood everywhere! black blood on the walls! figures in the dark, laughing, coming at me and i screamed, then i ran and i never told a soul ’til now…

- wrapped in plastic

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