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darker death redder blood - happy hour (ile) lyrics

saul pre*verse:
get your f*ckin’ hands off me!
i said get the f*ck off me b*tch!
get the f*ck off me!
get your f*ckin’ hands off me!
get off me!
alright
you caught me

saul verse:
i can still recall, a little innocence i was
so that little creature’s innocence i took
i can still recollect the way that it looked
its gaze fell, it took mistrust in me
but i was a little curious if it could fly
without its wings it could turn its body but i
can tell it depended on me
on me!
finally someonе i mean something would see
how much i meant
that was thе only f*cking way to get it
my b*tch ass parents always weeping
at least daddy ended all his suffering
but to mom that wasn’t apparent
she’d rather moan and whine
drowning in some wine
the red of it drew me in, mr. officer i told you
she was sick of living life
so i did her a favor and i paired together
throat and knife
and showed what it really means to drown
what it means to drown
drown!
drown!
oh where’d she go?
i don’t know maybe h*ll or heaven
oh you mean the body, well it’s been a while
that took place when i was seven
or maybe eight it’s such blur
aren’t you curious about the crimes in question?
ok where am i?
hmm

ziccy verse:
haha
b*tch you not
built like me, i’ll f*cking k!ll you
b*tch you not
built like me, i’ll f*cking spill you
and spill your guts
all on the kitchen floor
i’ll k!ll you
b*tch i’ll tie you up and then i’ll m*th*f*ckin’
strangle you
and dangle you
all over the house
and then i’ll laugh at it
ha ha b*tch!
you are the m*th*f*ckin’
crack addict
slap addict
smack addict
b*tch you think you cheatin’ on me?!
i’ll f*ckin’ laugh at it
last laughin’
b*tch it’s not enough to tie you to the bed and set this b*tch on fire
b*tch i’ll have to tie you to myself and blow this b*tch up i’m tired
of all those games
sign my sh*t in yo skull
so you remember my name
b*tch!
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k6 verse:
these n*ggas think i’m the normal one
i’m the f*cking crazy one
if anyone got a problem with me they ain’t around no more
i’m tired of these b*tch ass n*ggas
talking about these feelings
man f*ck all of that!
my head is spinning
as a guy i don’t talk about my thoughts cause they too dark
i can guarantee by the end of this i can have your boots shaking
i was so close to catching a body, my heart was aching
i was 16 back then at the time, i was so shaken
(man f*ck!)
(hahahahahahaha)
i saw red and there was no deceiving
i hit him with my left hook, make that n*gga bleeding
he deserved it
you f*cking hit my family i’ll k!ll you n*gga
how does it feel to make a nice boy
into this villainous*istic
k!lling*intent man
i swear to god i hate you
but no one can replace you
you the biggest piece of sh*t that ever walked the earth
i know my f*cking worth
i’m your greatest mistake
and that’s a fact, n*gga
don’t even dare compare me
to these laughin’ it, cashin’ it
b*tch ass n*ggas man
cause the next n*gga you’ll be talkin’ ‘bout
will be in the ground like a stand

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