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badmind - you won't make it lyrics

[verse 1: badmind]
ugh! out the shadows i come, so you thought you could run like your mouth was
huh! all it took was a swing of a blade to the jugular vein, i dropped ’em
vile bloody puddled mess, soil soaks up evidence
the moment so intense but exhilarating
murdering this punk motherfucker that been hating
your existence was never worth saving
should’ve never fucked with the murder man
now all of your remains are scattered across the land in plastic bags
no part of you will ever be found
once the maggots and worms devour you underground (ugh!)
no autopsy, no casket, no headstone
no flesh, no muscle, just dried bones
surely they will be missing you back home
but you’ve been engulfed in the darkness all alone

[chorus: badmind]
you won’t ever make it to the morgue
the dirt beneath your feet where you stand will become your coffin
blood and guts splattered on the floor
i got this killing down to a science, i do it often

[post+chorus: badmind]
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
[verse 2: menacide]
forensic science couldn’t solve what i’m doing here
i’m ’bout to see your body dissolve and fluid clear
fuck is you doing here, talking shit to og’s?
actin’ like we won’t dismember your body, but ho, please
badmind gon’ get the cleaver, we some real thugs
menacide gon’ have to beat you as he fill the tub
first your arms, then your legs, you gon’ disappear
badmind hand me that nugget and his mouthy queer
insane loc got the bodybag we gon’ place him in
first, let me cut up his stomach and then his face again
place ’em in several shopping bags, fillet ’em then
break his limbs into many sections, i play to win
i know the perfect location where we can bury them
we gon’ simply send ’em to satan ’cause we are very grim
bury his limbs, that’s what the fuck i was in it for
he ain’t gon’ even get a funeral or hit the morgue

[post+chorus: badmind]
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, mu+murder bitches
[verse 3: insane loc]
i murder everybody, nobody stands a fucking chance
run up in the party, start doing the murder man dance
wide stance, firearms in both hands
answer my demands or be laying with the ants
flash the fire in your face, i’m a nutcase
you gon’ get that face fucked fuckface
rough pace, you ain’t got the stamina
professional kill shit, bitch, you an amateur
i damaged your whole nervous system, just listen
i murder, murder, mu+murder, murder, i murder bitches
first is business, everything else is personal
that’s when i bring the fucking pain, never merciful
call the hearse for ya, buy your mom a black dress
i’ll raise your daughters to be hookers in your absence
an assassin, my passion is seeing ya bleed
expertise, i’ll use your head as a centerpiece

- badmind lyrics

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