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dieabolik the monster - horrorcore sh*t lyrics

[intro: dieabolik the monster]
it’s been nearly a week now since the murder of a new hampshire mother and an attack that nearly k!lled her daughter. four teenagers are in custody. nbcn’s brad puffer tells the s+ tells us the search for answers in this case has led to the suspects taste in music. but experts we spoke to say horrorcore or movies or violent video games alone should not be blamed for the tragic and brutal murder. during this somber search, it shows that violent lyrics can makе someone feel hostile. but feeling hostilе is a far cry from murdering people. criminologist james fox says “while music itself should not be blamed, it can reinforce the violent tendencies”. while harmless, it does impact the attitude, the thought
(yeah! yeah!)

[verse 1: dieabolik the monster]
dieabolik the f+ckin’ monster, monster in the mid of night (night)
type to throw a chain and hook yo ass just like a cen0bite (yeah!)
lit the fuse and hit the competition like i’m [jeremy saki?]
drinkin’ with some bl++dy bodies, jumpin’ on my kawasaki (yeah!)
machete hit a b+tch, i’m cuttin’ her from every angle (yeah!)
i don’t f+ckin’ trust her, even satan was a pretty angel (hahaha)
i got some k!llers that’ll do it if i give the word (word)
i’m f+ckin’ looney tunin’, y’all just phineas and ferb (hahaha)
i can hear the voices of the victims in my cellar (cellar)
i stab ’em in the the chest ’til they look like hamburger helper
i’m a f+ckin’ luna t to the i+c for sure (for sure)
you can find me in the dark sittin’ all the f+ck alone like

[chorus: dieabolik the monster]
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with my horrorcore sh+t
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with my horrorcore sh+t
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
sh+t (sh+t), sh+t (sh+t)
when i find a dead b+tch, i’ma give her
d+ck (big), d+ck (big), d+ck (big)
d+ck (big), d+ck (big)
ain’t n0body f+ckin’ with my horrorcore sh+t
[verse 2: dieabolik the monster]
hi, my name is kurt (hi) and i’m late to work
stuck behind this old b+tch waitin’ to make a blatant turn (hahaha)
her station wagon’s parked adjacent to the vacant curb
enough room to stab and get blood all on my f+ckin’ shirt (yeah)
i didn’t wanna do it but the demon said “go!”
and then i f+ckin’ did it and then i headed home (yeah)
sat upon my couch thinkin’ what i just did (did)
looked around at all the bodies, continued smokin’ my spliff
i am into sick sh+t (sh+t), i am not a f+ckin’ thug (nah)
i will hit you in your stomach, make you f+ggots p+ss blood (haha)
get a b+tch slit up from her f+ckin’ cl+t up (up)
and i’m pullin’ out a razor and i f+ck her tits up (woah)

[bridge: dieabolik the monster]
i’m a f+ckin’ luna t to the i+c for sure (for sure)
you can find me in the dark sittin’ all the f+ck alone
i am dieabolik the motherf+ckin’ monster
and i’m k!llin’ everybody at a f+ckin’ concert like

- dieabolik the monster lyrics

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