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killriddle - bonecrush lyrics

[verse 1: k!llriddle]
put your ashes on the table imma snort it like it’s drugs
i’ma make a f+cking bag from selling bodies n some guns
ak47 in my bag but my cleaver is a plus

i’ma f+cking haunt ya
drink your blood with vodka
cut you into pieces in my red room where i torture

i just wanna see your guts
i’ma cut you f+cking open, burn you, turn you into dust
put your ashes on the table imma snort it like it’s drugs
imma make a f+cking bag from selling bodies n some guns
ak47 in my bag but my cleaver is a plus

i’ma f+cking haunt ya
drink your blood with vodka
cut you into pieces in my red room where i torture
i’ma f+cking monster
cannibal like jeffrey dahmer
cut you with my scissors you call me a f+cking barber

i’ma peel off all your flesh
sleep with blades nеxt to my bed
try save them u еnd up dead
i only listen to the voices inside my head
[verse 2: needleguts]
knock knock f+ggot
pull machetes out we get his head chopped
3 dead bodies in the cellar and they all rot
pull up with the bandages on never get caught
messing your whole torso leave your guts tied in a big knot

talk about it
we stitched his mouth shut like it’s k!llriddle
he ain’t bout it
testing his skull with my new desert eagle
i despise him
he actin’ like a b+tch sh+t makes me throw up
traumatise him
i’m coming back just like a f+cking sequel

got mental problems and a scene thats on my d+ck
that’s why yo b+tch just always hits my line, but she is just a freak
i’m robbing where i used to shop, i get the bag then f+cking dip
i line them up and slit their throats i’m going on a k!lling spree

i just wanna
pack shanks and guns
my dream’s to crush souls and take away sons
hold and crush bones violence runs in my blood
no need for hands down i’ll shoot you for fun
[verse 3: k!llriddle]
haha
the voices in my head they telling me to k!ll
i’ma serve your limbs up on a plate with a side of pills
mashed up all his brains n then we turn him to a 3 course meal
me n needle chilling in the psychward we ain’t know what’s real

running like a dog so imma put you on a leash
i’m f+cking crazy b+tch i’m f+cked up i’m curbstomping in the streets
i’ll take your bones n start a ritual i’m insane as it seems
i’m a murderer but swagged up when i’m sagging bl++dy jeans

- killriddle lyrics

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