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lirik lagu boneclava - quad homicide

[verse 1: boneclava]
redrum… redrum… redrum…
scream into a pillow, m~ffled, press a shotgun to your forehead
make a noise complaint, and for the feds, i leave the bedsheets red
i gave your b~tch so much of my d~ck that she looked all f~ckin’ sped
i fill her p~ssy, then i impale her with f~ckin’ bayonets
when you see me, i’m a goner, i am just a silhouette
better hope you survive me, i’ll put you deep into arrest
make you writhe in pain like demons, you are just f~cking possessеd
light it up like it’s a lantern, putting onto the dark wеb
f~ck you, you’re a b~tch
take a motherf~cking hit
deagle to your skull, up in there, i pump that bl~~dy sh~t
i take a f~cking dagger, and i make you f~cking cry
you try and p~ss me off, it’s a f~cking quad homicide
gonna take your house and turn it into columbine
i really no more give a f~ck, gon’ take a bite right in your spine
i take a f~cking dagger, and i make you f~cking cry
you try and p~ss me off, it’s a f~cking quad homicide
switching sides…

[verse 2: kevlar]
came in this b~tch like the motherf~cking ashen one
got so many sticks, i could maybe just pass you one
all you f~ggots hollowing, i’ma just slash you all
no, you can’t run from me, ’cause i’ma just gas you up
like lords of cinder, bring your head to the throne
slug in my remington, gon’ snap your f~cking bones
make your mom cry, you’re never coming home
give me that thing, your f~cking dark soul
b~tch, i got them ars and some heavy f~cking drum mags
you won’t even see me coming, ’cause i’m wearing full black
no case ever filing, b~tch, you know we leaving no tracks
it’s a quad homicide, you won’t get your soul back
k!lling is my job, and i am repeating the cycle
link the first flame, and i am waiting for the final
usurping the sh~t and grab a motherf~cking rifle
7.62 acp hits your f~cking vitals
[verse 3: vomitchainsaw]
quad homicide, pullin’ up with the tec~9
i just wanna take your ribs, rappin’ like its rent time
if you want smoke, drop a pin, like it’s test time
i got a grenade, pull the pin and it’s death time
me and gorejit on your television
and we’re chopping bodies open
time to have a celebration
can’t match all the pills i’m taking
can’t match all the brains that i am bashing
drive off in the srt and i can’t help but f~cking crashing
i’ma chop his head off of his f~cking shoulders
and i wanna see your face while you’re getting tortured
breaking news, yeah, i just caught another murder
and his body’s in the swamp and its getting colder
yuh, guns, knives, blood on the floor
dismember your body, then sell it on the tor
here’s vomit, breaking through the door
i just drank her blood and now i want more
take off the skin from your face, face, face
you’ll get your organs displaced, placed, placed, placed
cut you in half at the waist, waist, waist
snort up a pill, and it’s laced, laced, laced, laced
take off the skin from your face
you’ll get your organs displaced
cut you in half at the waist
snort up a pill, and it’s laced
[verse 4: nihilist]
insta~k!ll!
i be going stupid, i’ma gamble my life savings
gamble with your life, and now your body start decaying
huffin’ up the gas, yeah, b~tch, i feel amazing
huffin’ up the gas, yeah, my heart is f~ckin’ racing
i be going stupid, i’ma gamble my life savings
gamble with your life, and now your body start decaying
huffin’ up the gas, yeah, b~tch i feel amazing
huffin’ up the gas, yeah, my heart is f~ckin’ racing
b~tch, i slaughter r~t~rds, you know i been on my f~ckin’ grind
bet your girlfriend shoves a strap~on where the sun don’t f~ckin’ shine
neck yourself in your room, no one f~ckin’ cares about your life
posted up with butcherhouse, this a quad homic~
b~tch, i slaughter r~t~rds, you know i been on my f~ckin’ grind
bet your girlfriend shoves a strap~on where the sun don’t f~ckin’ shine
neck yourself in your room, no one f~ckin’ cares about your life
posted up with butcherhouse, this a quad homicide
i swear if one more f~ckin’ f~ggot tries to tell me what to do
i’ma have to curb his jaw up on the pavement, so he can’t talk
break his f~ckin’ legs just so the f~ckin’ f~ggot cannot walk
hate these f~ckin’ low lives, all they do is motherf~ckin’ stalk
swagged up in lv, i just bought this off the market
hate these f~ckin’ f~ggots, put you on the black market~e~e~
gave your b~tch so much d~ck, now she lookin’ r~t~rded
shot this d~ckhead so many times, now he look r~t~rded
stab, and stab, and stab, and stab that b~tch right in his f~ckin’ eye
b~tch, i wanna tie you up for good, i want you to bind
b~tch, i feel like hauntgat, the way all of these f~ggots i despise
posted up with butcherhouse, this a quad homicide
stab, and stab, and stab, and stab that b~tch right in his f~ckin’ eye
b~tch, i wanna tie you up for good, i just want you to bind
b~tch, i feel like hauntgat, the way all of these f~ggots i despise

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