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isolated beingz - this'll kill ya lyrics

[intro]
oh! good evening! i call tonight’s tale this’ll k!ll ya!

[verse 1: ruthless rob]
i’m gonna k!ll ya, fill ya body with some gun shots
come into my crib and you’ll see a lot of blood spots
you can run but i won’t let the fun stop
i cut your tongue out and stick it in my lunchbox
no respect for the law like f+ck cops
you ain’t hard, b+tch, you soft like a gumdrop
got an addiction for affliction leavin’ b+tches missing
i’m gonna spit this horrorcore until you b+tches listening
i’m gonna spit this for your wh0re, i make her p+ssy glisten
underground definition, sh+ttin’ on my competition
i’m on a mission, yo, my sun don’t shine
a f+cked+up head is a f+cked+up mind
i dig up your grandma and f+ck her from behind
bust a nut inside her musty ass, i never said i’m fine
f+ck r.l. stine, i give you real goosebumps
crack your ass in the head and give your dome a few lumps
f+ckin’ chumps, you couldn’t hang if you wanted to
ib comin’ through, k!llin’ every one of you
you better recognize you’re f+ckin’ with a lunatic
i f+ckin’ slit my wrist and roll around in human sh+t
disrespectin’ everybody, everyone’s a stupid b+tch
and when you see me comin’ go and grab a crucifix
[chorus]
this’ll k!ll ya! feel my blade!
this’ll k!ll ya! perfect time of day!
this’ll k!ll ya! better run and hide!
this’ll k!ll ya! you ain’t gettin’ out alive!
this’ll k!ll ya! feel my blade!
this’ll k!ll ya! perfect time of day!
this’ll k!ll ya! better run and hide!
this’ll k!ll ya! you ain’t gettin’ out alive!

[bridge: 2+face]
i got a dead body in my crawlsp+ce
b+tch you don’t believe me? then ask 2+face b+tch
i got a dead body in my crawlsp+ce
b+tch you don’t believe me? then ask 2+face b+tch

[verse 2: 2+face]
ask 2+face b+tch, yeah, that be me
straight k!ller og when i slaughter bodies
any old day like lunatics on meds
roamin’ through the city, lookin’ for some head
lookin’ for some brains, b+tch, you get slain
i’m a motherf+ckin’ basket case, b+tch, i’m insane
i bring the fire like kane, i’m leavin’ no remains
i’m off the chain like john wayne
gacy, human organs in my gravy
i’m psycho crazy, i k!lled stacy and casey
i do this on the daily, yo, children are tasty
dazed and confused dumpin’ leftovers at macy’s
i’m leavin’ body parts in the neighbors’ trash
i’m a supervillain twistin’ my mustache
i’m off the track, sure don’t wanna see me crash
’cause when i do there will be a bloodbath
you can do the math but you’ll still feel my wrath
this is the aftermath of a psychopath
yo, sit back and laugh at all of this carnage
cut your body in half as i drift into the darkness
leave your carcass on the side lookin’ like garbage
you can call me brock, i’m the beast incarnate (what!)
[chorus]
this’ll k!ll ya! feel my blade!
this’ll k!ll ya! perfect time of day!
this’ll k!ll ya! better run and hide!
this’ll k!ll ya! you ain’t gettin’ out alive!
this’ll k!ll ya! feel my blade!
this’ll k!ll ya! perfect time of day!
this’ll k!ll ya! better run and hide!
this’ll k!ll ya! you ain’t gettin’ out alive!

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