gory scenes - m.m.m.f.d. lyrics
[chorus: scum]
that’s your throat cut, it’s that snuff fl!ck
and i spit to you while you hear the gun cl!ck
it’s your mom’s body hung with a wire
baby stroller shut up, set on fire
multiplying your fingers blowtorchin’
genitals while your children are watchin’
what comes next are beyond all description
gory scene that’s too sick for depiction
[verse 1: scum]
i’m up all deep inside your body like a fist f*ck
and keep it bl**dy like that filthy maxi pad
act like you knew and not brand new just like a crisp buck
or i’ma break you like them bought from breaking bad
i’m breaking bread within our circle in these hard times
as gruesome crimes are justified against thе rest
with this corroded cut ’em up just likе some fresh lines
and squeeze ’em dry just like your mommy’s severed breast
[verse 2: insane poetry]
gory scenes with shorty teens as guinea pugs
and shorty screams like being scalped by indians
you’re inside the lair of the nightbreed this is midian
prepare for the cookout tonight like we are grilling ribs
splittin’ wigs, get bludgeoned f*cking get bashed in
with the blunt force of a pipe wrench, these mad men
attached to them torture devices designed to snap limbs
capture them on snuff hd, we call it hack films
[chorus: scum]
that’s your throat cut, it’s that snuff fl!ck
and i spit to you while you hear the gun cl!ck
it’s your mom’s body hung with a wire
baby stroller shut up, set on fire
multiplying your fingers blowtorchin’
genitals while your children are watchin’
what comes next are beyond all description
gory scene that’s too sick for depiction
[verse 3: insane poetry]
our masterpieces are on display of the grizzliest
detailed events that occurred tonight that’s really sick
digging pits that’s large enough to fit bodies in
cover them in lime plus the body count was nine
as the silent wind blows on the desolate graves
to pose for pictures like hunters right next to the death of our prey
trophy cases being shown in these dark regions
forever displayed as art pieces
[verse 4: scum]
this is your wake, you will not wake up from this nightmare
make no mistake we’ll take your life while taking a sh*t
with no regard for what we flush and we don’t fight fair
i love that rush of adrenaline when your throat is slit
we’re quick to turn a homicide into a playground
so what they findin’ will be hard to recognize
dead body parts i’m ’bout to hide until they came out
for the coroners to dissemble and organize
[chorus: scum]
that’s your throat cut, it’s that snuff fl!ck
and i spit to you while you hear the gun cl!ck
it’s your mom’s body hung with a wire
baby stroller shut up, set on fire
multiplying your fingers blowtorchin’
genitals while your children are watchin’
what comes next are beyond all description
gory scene that’s too sick for depiction
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