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the cradle from the grave - the mad cat lyrics

grapes dripping with dyes of blood and full of slime
brains blowing out,find to see them growing out
strong smelling from the socks of bratty sister
if you try to miss me or i’m the brain feaster
the end of the world for natural disasters
the one of the girl who stinking up my room
i have to whip em all with my masters
the undertaker who sent em in a tomb
body odorous,punishment disorders
her knees sore cause standing up on a gravel
we can dig your own grave with a shovel
your hands got wet,your gonna be shriveled
that got no necklaces in the mothers bag
just go get dressed with carnival sack
witch needs more,buy it to the grocery store
keep suffering after you can’t get rid of your sickness
they were gonna witness the reasons
throwing up after suck the acrid cloud from your shoes
a batteries plugging in the brains
we can sleep together in half an hour
you got no flowers until you take a shower
throw your hands to the wall and eat you all up
smell when you die so i mix the salad with your hands
we prepare your coffin and flood you in the water
it’s like cheesy aroma of your dead bodies
we send you to refrigerator in my lobbies
you make my eyes red
will catch you kidnapped and punished
take syringe inoculate your skin
lick my feet and suck my breath
i can kept and there’s only one left
pinning to your veins so they need to get injured
scrubbing up the face
wasps found dead in the cradle of the graves
frozen to death i take you in there
these claws being sharpened like a buffalo bear
they are all be sick,before i drop you in the eyes
you are be paralyzed and being traumatized
i spit to your nose and lick the cheesy bodies
reek clouds stinking up the room with your feet
i wish when your armpits need to be shaved
you will die falling if they don’t need to save
you smell and throw up,i’m up to no good
don’t be shy we can chop the wood
leeches on your face cos you don’t stop playing
as i’m slaying,don’t make us fall after praying
i know you were laying,make you suck the reek cloud
we force all of sisters to smell their feet in the room
giving you a good scrub
the pain is in my head,rehab for the dead
wanna drop the eyes with my chemical potion
your head goes exploded by my motion
stomping pump the heart until there all will be sleeping
the minds are still dreaming,hear the girls screaming
use the eyeb-lls sticking up in the nose
wait for the bullet and make your rose blows
the booger brains plug it from your throat
at once you wanna get drowning if you float
get your teeth out and missing out your mouth
bring the pain or you reject your own self
p-ssed away if there falling in volcano
skins leaving burned as the skins keep it fatal
my lab tubes getting sharpened like a pencil
door handles broken you don’t come in
get your hands being pinned and get your nose picking
tricking magiks you have good thinking
kids lose their mind and suffering in the mental patient
you can call me a monster creation
skulls blowing out so terribly
push it down from your crushed up memory
crush in my heads very carefully
stomping the mess of my shoes cheerfully
the styles of demonic force creeping
you fell down or will make your bones seeping
pull that hair and rub it out for you
truth or dare is about to do
tape your mouth,ain’t nothing to say
drown you in a sea,i’ll make you pay
feel my pain,ooze your brain
try to complain,you’ll never be the same
i would revenge,smell the stench
you feel brave,the cradle from the grave

- the mad cat lyrics

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