killriddle - tails.net lyrics
[intro]
an open laptop, logged into a darknet marketplace, with close to five years of illegal transactions
it was as simple as this, the officer pulled the usb stick, and it was all over
[chorus]
yuh, try to track me, you won’t find me, b+tch
i got bodies underneath the floorboards, organs in the f+ckin’ fridge, haha
i got my usb, don’t pull that sh+t
the feds just took it out, and now the operation went encrypt
[verse 1]
(yeah) i’m sellin’ organs on the f+ckin’ internet, b+tch
choppin’ up your body, i love choppin’ off your head, b+tch
watch you f+ckin’ die and suffer, screamin’ out for help, b+tch
n0body gonna hear except the viewers on my set, b+tch
aha, i am that motherf+cker (yuh)
you just useless f+ckin’ scum, i wanna watch you f+ckin’ suffer
i want to shoot my f+ckin’ gun and cut you with my cutter
i wanna watch you f+ckin’ crush up in my motherf+ckin’ shutter
[bridge]
i swear i found my b+tch on best gore
when you see my bl++dy apr+n, you know what i’m dressed for
which way will you die? i guess we’ll see what my viewers request for
i got tails on my pc, once i’m done, there’s nothing to arrest for
i swear i found my b+tch on best gore
when you see my bl++dy apr+n, you know what i’m dressed for
which way will you die? i guess we’ll see what my viewers request for
i got tails on my pc, once i’m done, there’s nothing to arrest for
[interlude]
(i’m so f+ckin’ scared, the feds on my f+ckin’ d+ck, oh sh+t)
[chorus]
yuh, try to track me, you won’t find me, b+tch
i got bodies underneath the floorboards, organs in the f+ckin’ fridge, haha
i got my usb, don’t pull that sh+t
the feds just took it out, and now the operation went encrypt
[verse 2]
there’s blood up on my walls, but i clean it up
put your organs in the blender quickly, just to mix it up
b+tch, i pour the codeine in my drink, so i— (ha, shut the f—)
grab my f+ckin’ sewing kit so i can f+ckin’ stitch you up
yeah, i’m nothin’ but a f+ckin’ junkie, on the dark web, b+tches love me
make way more than you, it’s funny, doubled daily, bl++dy money
don’t come ’round as if you my buddy, you won’t get no free sh+t from me
everything i do, you study, talk your sh+t, but, b+tch, stay bummy, b+tch
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