UNLKY13 - WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO HATE - (LYRIC VIDEO)

Описание: UNLKY13 - WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO HATE - [PROD. GRIN13]


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LYRICS:




[KADØS]

Curse on my soul
When we back down on the low
Feel the rage inside me grow
Wait till' imma loose control

Leaving a blood bath all over the floor
Pulling the blades out we slay down
Creeping at night when we always want more
Making the city a ghost town

Acid rain drippin'
Out the mug sippin'
Bitch I'm nit-picking
Who I'll fucking ripp into
Liveless pieces
Still think that I am kidding?
There's a reason
with all the shit I've been in

Fuck I just died guess its been a hot minute
Scope locked on sight, kill shit, no witness
Don't act right bitch never ever listen
36 mind, no life, my mission

Slice em up, let em drop
I'm a demon that's my job
Let em talk, till they bark
So I pull em down the dark

Look at me I'm dripping black blood
Swords through my chest but I'm feeling no pain
Curse on my soul imma take that
Lucky me that I'm already insane

Feel the spark right in my veins yuh
When I show up imma ride in my hurricane
Gotta watch out who yall wanna blame
Cause I will leave them in remains

Moving zippy, I'm a scatterbrain
We ain't picky you are all the same


[GRIN13]

Stopping his breathing
Leave him deceased
Cover the head in a sheet

Blood on my feet
It's the rotting zombie
Call me the Dweller beneath

Enough of this pain
Need some more hate
Adding it straight to the flame

Don't say my name
Who are you trying to hate?
Pussyboy we never play, nah

Come to your place with the mask on
Stepping in silence
We got some
Aim at his head with the red dot
Taking his head fucking clean off

Eyes in the night see a body in chalk
Is this another life lost to the dark?
I'm at my breaking point what what
I'm at my breaking point what

Distractic memories
Fighting for my belief
Cripple me
I cannot walk
Back the fuck off
Fuck with the beast
Get your waking up call
Ripping his head
with the spinal chord off

I'm not your enemy
You want the war

Your not insanity
I'm what they call...

Fucking degenerate soul
Picking the plomo or gold, hoe

Claiming you pussys is bad to the bone
Sticking to spiderwebs locked in a tomb
Fuck what they say bitch and fuck what they claim
Hide from me you can't escape

Fuck all your money and fuck all your fame

Won't play the games that you pussyboys play

Try to evolve and to make my escape

Enemys coming but not in my lane

I crush his bones
With my fist
Bitch it's dumb luck
You stupid bitch
Had to trip
Over dumb luck
I can't see shit
Just the red in my soul
Carved out from the back of my skull