spek one - dirty laundry lyrics
[intro]
jerry the clown productions
yo, if at first you don’t succeed burn the entire establishment to the ground. that always works for me at least
[verse 1: spek one]
bodies dropping all around, mortuary on the ground
when a body drops in here it kinda makes a funny sound
i make ’em fall, there’s blood up on the wall
i choose ’em all at random, doesn’t matter big or small
i’ll have you running down the hall like halloween, i’m michael myers
pulling out your t++th with a rusty pair of pliers
i will set your house on fire, watch it burn when you’re inside
there’s no need for jekyll, all you need is mister hyde
dump your body by thе riverside, that’s how we do it
thеn hit the studio to put this murder in my music
getting blood up on the mic but don’t call this sh+t abuse
i’m only simply here because this therapeutic juice
and now i use it every day to help me get away from stress
the only f+cking thing is yo it makes a bl++dy mess
i came to infect, murder and destroy
now sit the f+ck still while i’m making my noise
[chorus: spek one]
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
[verse 2: spek one]
everybody makes when they be hitting the pavement
i’m makin’ a statement, i’m not to be played with
collecting my payment, i take it out of your ass
you thought the season had passed but you i’m bringing it back
you see me rocking a mask because i’m ready for war
but yo this war is more important than it was ever before
so don’t ignore, i take the time to look you right in the eye
you looking up to the sky but that ain’t telling you why
i got a different type of style, yo i’m calling it dipsh+t
if you talking sh+t to me then i’ll be taking your head quick
put you in a basket, i’ll put you in a bag
i’ll put you in the ground for the evil eyes to have
yo i’m never getting mad, i’m always rocking a cool head
the body hangs around with me outside of my tool shed
they never want to leave, they always want to hang
they stay to cheer me on while i be doing the d+mn thing
[chorus: spek one]
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
[verse 3: scum]
my blood is walking but it’s sticking when i’m walking out the door
can’t keep it clean or even fake it knowing i’ll soon be soaked in gore
the dirty wh0re, i mean your mother loving the sight of the way i slang
when it hang just like your brother will on a hook with a rusty chain
bang, bang slay everything that’s light as a polka dot
stained brains on my baseball bat, it’s not a lot
you dumbass, stupid, unintelligent type of f+cks
a worthless human that is showered in a couple bucks
and all you cucks can watch someone you love receive the d
when your love in need of saving beat to death and left to bleed
distance wrapped around my tongue when is you about to hit the road
drag behind a guarded home i’m finna find time to reload
skrrt! motherf+ck rap, don’t you blame my flows
for the ones that love repulsive sh+t that’s how it goes
for dismemberment addiction, fiction didn’t cause
bleed for this like crucifixion, that’s the path we chose
[chorus: spek one]
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
everywhere i step, the blood is always on me
my drycleaner’s p+ssed because of all the dirty laundry
a true psychopath showing no signs of stopping
now bob your f+cking head to the sounds of bodies dropping (bodies dropping)
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