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chuckklez - possessed mode lyrics

[intro]
dj lil sprite, this a hit

[verse 1: chuckklez]
y’all already f+ckin’ know it’s a god d+mn hit when i’m feeling it right away
with all this pent up aggression filling my brain, i never truly delay
i’ma take a machete to work to release some hateful sh+t they’ve never seen
involving f+ckers like me becoming so violent just have to hack your spleen
i’m high with so much adrenaline to k!ll off any n+gga who awaits my path
but first i act r+t+rded, k!lling these spirits in the holy aftermath
vomiting a lot of blood while getting their sh+t pushed in with a crucifix
is a grotesque way of karma to have their c+nty daughtеrs choke on d+cks
f+ck their daughters, i’m ’bout to gеt serious
i’m ’bout to be inside of a place so devilish
so everyone you know is gonna die today
it doesn’t really f+ckin’ matter when my heinous ways become so sick
stab you in the face with a sharpened ice pick
never known love from the likes of you
their religious views
’cause i’m a real definition of a f+cking pr+ck going apesh+t
eyes rolling back like i’m batsh+t
slicing you up every chance i take, so the light of all your life’s gonna fade away
there’s no coming back right after this
trust me, oh, that n+gga’s blasphemous
to assume everything is gonna be alright
till the devil emerges to rape your soul in the pale moonlight
[chorus: chuckklez & bl++dy ruckus]
keep your f+cking distance around my lane, you b+tch, i’m so possessed
opening up the gates of h+ll on anyone who gets me p+ssed
you’re gonna need an exorcist to compel me from this wickedness
or sh+t’s about to hit the fan when i send your ass to a dark abyss
quickly murder and pee on your body
go f+ck a b+tch but what, you know is not true
flipping your cross and i’m ’bout to dismember this
empty my ditches in front of you dude
leave you dead all on your own doom
i’m in your f+ckin’ liver, now musical doom
bleeding your temples with murder and horror right out of your body from what i consume

[verse 2: bl++dy ruckus]
shotgun in yo ass b+tch, into the shallow grave where i came from
living by the liquor now i kinda got a double barreled shotty
get the shovel with a silencer, seeking blood i rip
with a switchblade in the trenches
bodybag all of you p+ssy+ass b+tches
living my preacher that probably got rituals
no looking out before all that i vision for
find a place and to still think that i f+ck with
i’m burnin’ the church in the name of my leader
make my day, i got a hand grenade and a razor blade for your b+tch and scope
so, how you coping?
f+ck a religion, i poke a bl++dy butcher knife into the roof of your mouth
with a pitbull bite you’ll be dead by night
take a knife to your eyes and i’m gone, no doubt
burn a little fifth up in a mortuary
going with the bodies, i refer to rotting in a mirror
for the people poppin’ in the image, motherf+cker turn into a psychedelic
i’m a demon runnin’ with the .40 and i’m really gonna hit ’em
when i get up with the gilla
got a body and it’s murder
murder everybody, get up in a leather party
gotta give a f+ck upon your girl
lyrical lemon, i’m a k!ller with a bl!ck
and loving innards at the party
please decap a god, leave a mate to mop
pop a clip and get wrecked
i will light your body, chop, use and f+ck it up
you’re the first to kidnap
i’m sick of the camera f+cking your dead brother
like hookers chopped up in the alley, i f+cked up
i’ll throw your remains into a garbage bag, b+tch, i came from the dirt and i don’t give a f+ck
[chorus: chuckklez & bl++dy ruckus]
keep your f+cking distance around my lane, you b+tch, i’m so possessed
opening up the gates of h+ll on anyone who gets me p+ssed
you’re gonna need an exorcist to compel me from this wickedness
or sh+t’s about to hit the fan when i send your ass to a dark abyss
quickly murder and pee on your body
go f+ck a b+tch but what, you know is not true
flipping your cross and i’m ’bout to dismember this
empty my ditches in front of you dude
leave you dead all on your own doom
i’m in your f+ckin’ liver, now musical doom
bleeding your temples with murder and horror right out of your body from what i consume

- chuckklez lyrics

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