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dahma ya mama - klokwerk e lyrics

[intro]
klokwerk e

[chorus: kyle kombs]
jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey
jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies
i jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies

[verse 1: billy d]
i’m richard ramirez when spitting these lyrics
i’m just writing down all the voices i’m hearin’
they’re tellin’ me i should go rape that old lady
and if she conceives, it’ll be satan’s baby
i need me a friend, i can’t talk to no therapist
heads in my fridge and i love and i cherish them
i feel so pretty when i get to wear their skin
clean up the crime scene, don’t leave them no evidence
i live down the block from the spot so you never know
that i got people tied up in the bas*m*nt screaming “let me go”
hanging by the ankles gotta drain ’em with a severed throat
cookin’ up the breakfast, if you’re hungry homie let me know
i eat everything from the brains to the liver
i’ll cut the uterus, i chew the sh*t like jack the ripper
i’ll make a lampshade out your booty and your nipples
klokwerk e, them some cold ass k!llers
[chorus: kyle kombs]
jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey
jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies
i jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies

[verse 2: kyle kombs]
i got an agent f*cked up in the crib
they ain’t found him in a grip, drilled a hole in his lid
b*tch in the oven, i don’t know who it is
eat her eyes and her lips, i’m deep*fryin’ her cl*t
cut the boy’s head off, now i’m f*ckin’ his torso
drawer filled with polaroids, i’m makin’ a p*rno
serve the neighbors meat, it is the kid across the street
yeah, i dragged him out his room while his parents were asleep
sh*t i’m runnin’ out of room in my freezer
b*tch talkin’ sh*t, she don’t know that i’ma eat her
i’m not talkin’ ’bout the p*ssy, but the meat on her femur
i might shoot her in the chest, hit her with a cleveland steamer
klokwerk e got your skin on my slippers
group full of frat boys, five guys for dinner
murder be my hobby, got a whole lot of bodies
you ain’t findin’ little bobby, dropped him off in the river
[chorus: kyle kombs]
jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey
jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies
i jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies

[verse 3: s.o.n]
blood on my face, i have murdered my parents
i brutally cut off their faces, i wear them
inside of my home where n0body can see me
m*st*rbating to the news clips on the tv
god in the flesh, i am here for the rapture
i’m diggin’ the eyes off the skull of a pastor
the grace is amazing, you see, now you’re blind
now i send you to h*ll with the rest of your kind
servin’ up your head on a platter, b*tch it’s suppertime
take a bite out your brain so i can get a piece of mind
drinkin’ your adrenochrome, i’m sweating ’cause i’m f*ckin’ high
when i’m on a bender no surprise everybody dies
just another sacrament experimental sacrifice
drugged out acolytes send you to your afterlife
eat their rotten flesh and remember it’s a meal
let everybody know s.o.n’s the illest that can be, b*tch
[chorus: kyle kombs]
jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey
jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies
i jeffrey dahmer your mama, ted bundy your girl
john wayne gacy your babies and jack the ripper your world
i zodiac on your cousin, btk on your auntie
ed gein, skinned up, they ain’t finding no bodies

[outro: kyle kombs]
jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey, jeffrey dahmer your mama

- klokwerk e lyrics

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