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the low mays – 劈友街 (butcher street) lyrics

[intro: king c.r.e.m.e.]
low mays year
butcher street
butcher street
butcher street
lunar new year
butcher street
butcher street
butcher, butcher street (huh)

[verse 1: king c.r.e.m.e.]
butcher butcher butcher butch till i’m addicted
everyday deep in thought about butchering, stronger than taking cocaine
butcher you bunch of oil fried pastries into pig intestine noodles
hear butcher noises, get so scared that you can’t hold in your sh-t (hoo)
butcher butcher butcher butch more than sun yee on
slice open your stomach, dry it up to make two pieces of human flesh jerky
butcher butcher butcher butch more than 14k
butcher butch more than potatoes and carrot skin
butcher butcher butcher butch until the funeral house has no more vacancies (no vacancies)
everyday 24-hours paying respects to people
butcher butcher butch from 6 feet tall to 3 inches short
yesterday (?) today (?)
butcher butcher butcher butch
pretend your head is a football and kick it
(?) cocaine mountains
buried into a pair of skiing slippers
my p-n-s is 66cm long (really f-cking big)
your family, male, female, old and young watching you bunch of f-cktards wobbling around until you become a fossil
butcher butcher butcher butcher butcher butcher butcher butcher butcher butch butch butch butch
walk into parknshop, said there’s human flesh for sale
call on butcher fong, tell him to help me chop up ten stalks
you cut meat leftovers, slowly cut your d-ck (cut your d-ck)
pretend its (?) and sell it to aji ichiban

[verse 2: butcher fong]
want to butcher fong, you’ll have to find him at butcher street (you know the address)
slowly cut off your d-ck, we take it as dessert (cut)
butcher butch until all your wounds grow bacteria
tie up your d-ck and blow into your c-nt (hoo)
the whole butcher street is under a layer of stupid f-cktards
more street than your trip, f-ck you until your egg becomes vegetarian food (bang)
everyone on the street says king c.r.e.m.e. is a f-cking pervert (c-ckstar)
everyone on the street doesn’t know king c.r.e.m.e. is see long tai (kalashnikov)
butcher fong has to purge this world (facts)
butchering people is the only way (facts)
butcher people from south east asia to syria (uh)
shove into your -ssh0l- crevice, pretend the big intestine is (?)
butcher the tenth person then butcher another hundred more
butcher one thousand then butcher ten thousand more
butcher off your hands and feet, plant them into a mandarin orange plant, first day of the lunar new year get your grandmother to (?)
butcher then butcher then butcher
butcher then butcher then butcher then butcher then butcher
butcher new year wish you butcher prosperously butcher butcher with remains butch butch butch butch (hooh)

[verse 3: yung bumblebee]
there was a night, in chinatown
saw a b-tch, she said she had candy to give out (yuh)
follow her upstairs to her room, feeling like something is weird (huh)
i don’t f-cking give a sh-t, take her to be a prost-tute and f-ck her (f-ck)
f-cking so good that i didn’t think to take my shoes off
v-g-n- juice all squirting out until my whole body is wet
a whole load of jizz exploded onto her two t-ts
hope that my wife won’t know i have an affair (f-ck)
the next morning (wake up), i have aids (aids)
turned from a rich guy into a poor guy (great)
tell her she’s a f-cking f-cktard (f-ck)
tell my future children, goodbye (sayonara)

[verse 4: lin nipple twister]
walk past the street (street), ask what f-cking street is it? (street)
so many motherf-ckers getting butchered, it has to be butcher street (butch butch)
corpses strewn across the floor, can’t even count them all (sun dry salty fish)
take the minced meat to parknshop to sell
butcher street from chai wan to kennedy (kennedy town)
lots of sports cars on it, lambourghini (lambourghini town)
mickey low mays, one cut to butcher you dead
new year, everyone gets gifted a tombstone
butcher butcher butcher butch more than qin shi huang (full h.a.m. palace)
full h.a.m. six great tycoons only know how to sleep on qin shi beds (f-ck b-tches)
knives and guns all stored in dragon city drug manor
full h.a.m. party one person one butch, there’s hope (f-ck up cy leung)
butcher butcher butcher butcher butch until we can’t stop butchering (won’t stop when we’re dead)
butcher butcher butcher until blood runs through new walled city (fong hei ting)
butcher butcher butcher butch until you have to go back to your home village (butch)
fresh red blood matches my new years outfit, hoo! (huah)

- the low mays lyrics

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