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ceyingy – up close lyrics

[intro]
man, i told you, i think you shouldn’t
i think i should, yo

[verse 1]
i am so d-mn out of breath, even when i run full up on meth
run in the lawn with nothing on but a beanie hat on
grab a chainsaw, chop off a dogs paw
it may be against the law, raw
kickin’ a g-y after he doesn’t pay
be who you desire, i might just be freddy
hauntin’ dreams and k!llin’ them
almost every kid in the neighbourhood may fear
it’s prime-time and i am here
kids be listening to grime, what the f-ck is that?
grime is a sort of hip-hop music
it ain’t rap anyways, because rap is better
dim blows up the shop, k!lls the people and they shutdown
k!ll a funny man for actin’ the clown
triple x store opening, i’ll go in
buy almost every p-rn there is in there
even god does mary with the bloddy crucifix
jesus and the big holy d-cks
oh, god, i bet this will be good
nuns all over our lord with their b00bs hanging out
ha, nuns with big guns

[pre- hook]
i’m lookin’ up, there’s p-ss in a cup
i am putting my mail in to god
why is jesus our lord, i don’t even know why
down to earth, i’ll maybe going down to h-ll

[hook]
i’m lookin’ up close, there’s an up-post
i’m postin’ a letter, there’s an host with a plate of toast
i’m lookin’ up close, bang, not with a gat
i’m not much good with my own citys slang

[verse 2]
beatin’ a h0m- out, til they bleed and shout for help
do it in the woods where no one will hear them
if they do, they’ll just walk by
laugh at the almost dead g-y guy
take a gun out my pocket, don’t forget to c-ck it
aim it at the sky, shoot down a bird so they can’t fly
k!ll it, spit on it, ha i’m wicked but that’s not just it
there’s millions of brain cells that died in me
sadly my marbles did too, i only have 1 of each in there
oh, god, i’m going crazy
a h0m- trying to grab on to you
your whackin’ him, yeah yes indeed
just let him lay there going to bleed
watch his blood flowin’, god can’t help him
there’s a way he’ll be dead today
even though he’s bleeding and dying slowly
he’s speechless, trying to scream for help
he’s just mumbling, no one can understand him
soon he’ll be gone, rest in peace and done
let’s steal his money and run
spend it all and then pick-up a nun
soon after, k!ll her too but she’ll die in faith to god

[pre- hook]
i’m lookin’ up, there’s p-ss in a cup
i am putting my mail in to god
why is jesus our lord, i don’t even know why
down to earth, i’ll maybe going down to h-ll

[verse 3]
someone please help this guy, he’s out of action
he’s now becomin’ a public attraction
look at him, everybody is laughing at him
he’s crying for his life, still dying and he got stabbed with a knife
he’s now gettin’ made fun of
bloods comes out when he starts to cough
everybody laugh, i’m dying with laughter
he’ll die soon after, if filmed i bet he’ll win a bafta
he’s not acting though, it’s for real
snuff film reel being destroyed, recover it though
send it to a repair-man who repairs movie reels
touch it, check how it feels
f-ggot still lying there, he’s still alive
oh, my god, he’s now holdin’ the knife
let’s run for it, even though he’s not gettin’ up
just in case, he might k!ll us
his g-y mind is turning like a straight mind
he’s grabbin’ a womans leg
she broke his nose with a clothes peg
run like f-ck now, don’t stall
he’s going to k!ll us all

[pre- hook]
i’m lookin’ up, there’s p-ss in a cup
i am putting my mail in to god
why is jesus our lord, i don’t even know why
down to earth, i’ll maybe going down to h-ll

[outro]
ha, i am just playing with you god
or am i?

- ceyingy lyrics

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