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m.m.m.f.d. - then it gets all quiet lyrics

[verse 1: scum & insane poetry]
ever go deaf? better not try to achieve it by the means of homicide
when they die and it gets all quiet, makes it like ain’t no sound inside
of your ride through a dead dimension, global wide cemetery fills
price you pay for your fatal actions, love the silence, still like them k!lls
my knifin’ sk!lls that slice your grills, from ear to ear, this smile is real
i’m tryin’ to k!ll any audio from out your mouth, my desire k!lls
i provide the chills when you met us, without frills, with no extras
i take a blade then slice you up, tell me how it feels from your chest up
all the speakers blown, there’s no more beat that is coming out like a heart that’s stopped
with a big old hole like your b+tch’s c+nt or a place where i used to have a soul
but that all has passed when a shotgun blast put an end to you and i start to, what?
it became no game, this is all too real and my spot in h+ll’s too hot
it’s dark and h+ll is hot, i’ma bury you in a place where your flesh will rot
worms crawling all through your carcass, no evidence to go tell a cop
prepare the plot in a place that you cherish not, spray cans in my +rs+nal
just to part your skull, it’s aerosol when i air you out

[pre+chorus: scum]
no recollection of our actions, everything red inside and out
until they screaming stops and then it gets all quiet (shh!)
the satisfaction of dissection, no anesthesia, guilt or doubt
until they screaming stops and then it gets all quiet (shh!)

[chorus: scum]
hearing sirens getting closer, not finna run from ’em, not this time
wantin’ to pull up on these monsters, cops that are brave are the cops that die
won’t survive if they try to chase us, better fall back and claim they tried
must be high as a kite to face us, soon they will scream, then it gets all quiet
[verse 2: scum & insane poetry]
rip your guts out, like a prolapsed +n+s, crimes we commit are ill
buried alive like mob informants, never again you will get to squeal
your skin i peel off easily, from off the bone ’cause i believe the meat is so tender
like it was marinated for four hours as we salivated
you were beat with a brick like a burger patty, givin’ your features a whole new look
sight that your mom would find upsetting, if she don’t like it then ho don’t look
my photos look just like they were taken up close before your death
my rage is acted out beautifully, the ways i extracted out human meat (wooh!)
let the noise die when your boys die by my hands while i make you watch
all that i hear now is your sobbing, loud as a b+tch, bring you down a notch
sharp knives touch by your crotch, i hope your kids are alive to watch
their parents being punished in the darkness, cycoangelo targets you
sound like a pig that’s getting slaughtered by a trainee with the dullest blade
plantin’ the seeds and they must be watered with your arterial blood that’s sprayed
all over the walls, all over the place, all over your face
there’s nothing but blood shed and puncture wounds and everything is f+cking cruel

- m m m f d lyrics

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