lirik lagu xyrn - recidivist
[intro: xyrn]
you murdered your own son?
yes i did.
i got a nine to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your f~ckin’ scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts, b~tch, i’m f~ckin’ wealthy
night raid on your house now, and i keep it stealthy
[verse 1: nihilist]
left the tools inside my house, i’ll snap her neck with my bare hands
pull the f~ck up, b~tch, i dare you, i just made friends with the taliban
hang you off the f~ckin’ ground, i love hearing the sound of you gag
i’m a f~ckin’ animal, i’ll rip your flesh off, get it bagged
point my glock between your eyes, you beg for mercy, but i don’t f~cking care
i love hearing b~tchеs cry, i get off to that sh~t when they’rе scared
i’m covered up in blood, i just shot a b~tch, her brains are everywhere
break into the morgue at night, i’mma f~ck a corpse while pullin’ her hair
i got bodies stacked up, they’re rotting in my f~ckin’ shed
stupid b~tch, quit f~ckin’ running, you know that you gon’ be next
i got bodies stacked up they’re rotting in my f~ckin’ shed
stupid b~tch, quit f~ckin’ running, you know that you gon’ be next
[bridge 1: nihilist]
stab, stab, stab, stab, just let it happen
stab, stab, stab, stab, just let it happen
stab, stab, stab, stab, just let it happen
stab, stab, stab, stab, just let it happen
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, i feel nothing
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, i feel nothing
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, i feel nothing
k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, k!ll, i feel nothing
[interlude 1]
yes.
that’s gruesome, joe, that’s horrible.
yes, it is.
and you don’t blame me if i say i hope you never get outta this place?
i hope i never do either.
[verse 2: xyrn]
i got a .9 to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your f~ckin’ scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts, b~tch, i’m f~ckin’ wealthy
night raid on your house now, and i keep it stealthy
b~tch, i’m in the trenches on the c6a1, i’mma turn you into cat food
and i p~ss all on your corpses ’cause i’m in a bad mood
sawin’ off his limbs and i hang them up as decorations
slitting all your nerves, you can’t feel any sensations
b~tch, i dodge the murder case, i’m on the run now
k!llin’ all the witnesses, it’s h~lla fun, yuh
pistol in her mouth, she crying while she takes it
f~ck around ‘n’ find out, you get hit
[bridge 2: xyrn]
i’m so f~cked up, i can’t be here anymore
i’m so f~cked up, can’t stop k!llin’, i want more
i’m so f~cked up, i can’t be here anymore
i’m so f~cked up, can’t stop k!llin’, i want more
i got a nine to the back of her head
[interlude 2]
you murdered your own son?
yes, i did.
[refrain: xyrn]
i got a .9 to the back of her head
blood stains all over the bed
rip your f~ckin’ scalp off and i keep it as my trophy
when it comes to body counts, b~tch, i’m f~ckin’ wealthy
night raid on your house now, and i keep it stealthy
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