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lxughing jxck - splatter party! lyrics

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[intro]
oh, bats here! (creepystalkers, we’re outside your window)

[verse 1: lxughing jxck]
caked up blood, put his body in the mud
torn out ribs, that p+ssy gets back what he gives
p+ssy out of luck, his cash app got less than a buck
beggin’ me for features, know my reach will pull you out the dust
blowin’ out his brains with my 12+gauge shotgun
throw the frag into the function, hear the people shriek blood
throwin’ out my sh+lls knowing not a single one a dud
lightin’ up the party, why i’m lighting up some bud, b+tch
sit down, bloodhound, d+ck down, loud sound
strapped up, slashed, cut, backed up, blacked out
sit down, bloodhound, d+ck down, loud sound
strapped up, slashed, cut, backed up, blacked out

[verse 2: eyelessjackk]
keep ya’ f+ckin’ mouth shut or else, i’ma leavе your body on my plate
lurkin’ with the creepystalkers, you know wе get all the fame
why you talkin’ out yo’ neck? n0body even knows your name
they call me eyeless the way you look into them to meet your fate
choke ’em out, slashing throats, don’t wanna hear you talk
silently creeping around the woods, got me like a skinwalk+
gut her in the stomach, open up all of your insides
watch out for your window, we might be there outside
this strap in my hands finna make yo’ head blow
i don’t give a f+ck about y’all f+ggots, we on top, hoe
with a jigsaw, i’m finna make his guts spill
splatter all over the wall, you better f+ckin’ sit still
watch out for your window, we might be there outside
this strap in my hands finna make yo’ head blow
i don’t give a f+ck about y’all f+ggots, we on top, hoe
with a jigsaw, i’m finna make his guts spill
splatter all over the wall, you better f+ckin’ sit still
[interlude]
but what if we told you there was something even worse out there? an image that just by looking at it, you might be driven to pain, madness or even death

[verse 3: smyledogg]
wa+wa+walk up in this b+tch, got the .30 in a clip, yeah
busting down his door, choppa finna make him flip, yeah
crackin’ up his skull, like the motherf+cking butcher
stabbin’ ’til it’s dull, put his body in the water
strap on my hip, imma watch her body fall, yeah
uppin’ the gl!ck, imma f+ckin’ shoot em all, yeah
back from the dead, i am just a f+ckin’ monster
vision is red, as he scream in f+ckin’ horror
wa+wa+walk up in this b+tch, got the .30 in a clip, yeah
busting down his door, choppa finna make him flip, yeah
crackin’ up his skull, like the motherf+cking butcher
stabbin’ ’til it’s dull, put his body in the water
body in the water, i’ma flay em all, yeah
trueys and the steppers, shooting up the mall, yeah
blood stains on the ground, i just took his face off
glocky and the stalkers if that boy is acting tough
wa+wa+walk up in this b+tch, got the .30 in a clip, yeah
busting down his door, choppa finna make him flip, yeah
crackin’ up his skull, like the motherf+cking butcher
stabbin’ ’til it’s dull, put his body in the water



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