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dna tru lyricist & micsteam - christine lyrics

[verse 1: dna tru lyricist]
1958, plenty thought of red
anybody who said something about it, well, they all dead
slam his hand in the hood, crush him in at will
your girlfriend will choke on that dill
pickle, my bad + it was a hot dog
toasted to death to the sh+tters of the world and my hot rod
i’m coming with the beer, they used to call me queer
but i’m hooking up with the hottest girl this year
and i ain’t talking about leah, i’m talking ’bout christine
blood red with the chrome, so pristine
old school music, mash on the gas + i’m ’bout to juice it
hands on the wheel is useless
there’s nothing like being behind the wheel in your own ride when you’re jamming that ripgut music
meet me at dawn ’cause i’m ’bout to get ruthless
bad to the bone, skeletons be toothless
who this about to break in my shop?
trynna f+ck up my car, are you sure you wanna do this?
i’m coming back for you in the night, four headlights
shining in your face, get chased by the moonlit red hood glare with the oldest blare
i’m ’bout to split you in the hip with the chrome, real soul+impaired
i’m all fixed+up, but for you + there’s no repair
now watch me magically remote my [?]
classic horror class act, i’m the real death trap + not that cujo [?]
they throwing you a pass, now you go catch that
while i make out with your girl, get your back cracked
you’re back on the gurney, i’m [?] + not [?]
so why is he so concerned when i drop him outta the furnace so flamely
isn’t that what you supposed to do?
his [?] with the shovel + see, i would but you ain’t sh+t
i can’t fit the description, you will have to just see
you better look both ways when you’re out in the street
and be sure to show me your love, if not, i’m k!lling you ’cause
i’m the c+h+r+i+s+t+i+n+e
[bridge: dna tru lyricist]
christine
i’m the c+h+r+i+s+t+i+n+e
christine, christine
i’m the c+h+r+i+s+t+i+n+e
christine, christine
i’m the c+h+r+i+s+t+i+n+e
christine, christine
i’m the c+h+r+i+s+t+i+n+e

[verse 2: micsteam]
who’s that in the back of the hot rod?
that’s micsteam with a murder mask on
there ain’t no coming in between him and christine
we make a good team ’cause we k!lling+machines
haters on my radar, so i got the chainsaw
said i don’t prey y’all, [?]
let him set a vendetta, hopping in the whip + driving it into the door when i [?]
better turn, i never turn first
immersed to winning, now i got body parts for dinner
i’m a sinner so they better simmer down
yelling “timber” when we chopping ’em down
chopping off they leg, now they hopping around
chopping off their leg, chopping off their leg + now they hopping around
chopping off their leg, ch+ chopping off their leg
chopping off their leg + now they hopping around
pulling up then we hopping out the four+door
looking real scared, thought it was folklore
blood dripping down the floorboards
bodies in the trunk and they lacking life force
[outro: dna tru lyricist]
lacking life force
bodies in the trunk and they lacking life force
lacking life force
bodies in the trunk and they lacking life force

- dna tru lyricist micsteam lyrics

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