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the wicked london - toxic emissions lyrics

[chorus x4]
toxic emissions to smoking pollution
figuring pollution on my next victim

[verse 1: the unthrowboxes]
toxic emissions making people’s dying the street. the smell is getting worst from ya fat feet
if you can’t sleep, i’ll leave you sweatin. fill. it. up in my cup when ya bloodlettin is coming. we’ll get human meats beaten to make sure it gets eaten.i’ll light you on flames, youll die when i recognize you
we will leave you all dead slaves weaponised. leave you hypnotised and drowned in the ocean. watch the performance of our hypocrite emotions. you know you love the smell of dead bodies. her convulsion is madness, deaths are m-ssive
i know she .is trueoy badness and sadness. i hope you’re fatness, i wish you gonna be blackness
the deaths are m-ssive and ther body is blackness. you are the meanest and the worst parents in the world. let me turn you around so i like to watch you vomit.
i’m gonna pull her hair off until she screams. now ya limbs tears part, i’ll make you ears fall off
i will break the walls until the house is ruined. force her to lick the blood and s-m-n off the floor
i’ll leave ya skull cracked, rotten, and disappear. my mutant power exterminates human beings
you better mind your head before you’ll break your skull. keep your mouth shut or i’ll take your students away. and i’m gonna drain your stamina. her tasty fingers and her stinky toes that i’m consuming. six dead dolls head cracked and then i’ll be exhuming. you hate the smell of death when i use my perfume. put her severed toes in her mouth until she’s chewing it and swallowing it. she’s forced to eat the rotten cheese and then she’s puking it

[chorus]

[verse 2: horrid sam]
i’m gonna tie you all with the cable around my table
i know you should get forced to witness ya fatal
then you [?] tornado until you gonna get thrown up
i’ll remove your ages until i can’t see you gettin’ grown up
wanna get me showed up then you gonna get pulled up
catch her like a fat man so the girls get rolled up
you look so new cos you have already been dolled up
look at the mirror then you’ll get your skins pulled up
so tell me what’s the hold up when i told you to stop
you ain’t going shop until you get ready to eat the blob
i will use the meat cleaver so i’m gonna chop them up
i will use the belt sander so i’m gonna rub them off
your next executions gonna get severely punished
you dead brats are punished in his london dungeon
you are drunken until you have a brain interruption
blood and p–p splatters like volcanic eruption
get forced to smell on the huge pile of the dead animals
gonna make you fall then your bone starts crashin
duct tape ’round your mouth until ya brains flushed
and people’s gonna wait when the blood starts drippin’
go to sleep until your brain starts pumpin’
now i saw the blood starts drippin’ and runnin’ from it
i’m gonna plug my teeth in your brain like i’m shovin it
you better touch the corpse and feel like you’re shockin
i can see your face i know you look so disgustin
now i hope you all dead brats better stop fussin
here comes the madman i’m coming to get you haunted
you might wanna hear the sound of girls [?]
now i’m gonna put the ear wax into your belly b-tton
the dolls [?] that i’ll use my knife to keep cutting
the dead body covers with measles then i’m dumpin
it smells stronger when i’m gutting up the dead fish

[chorus x8]

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