Violent Night

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Bukshot & Alayna Whelan - Rap, Horrorcore

Violent Night

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[Verse 1: Bukshot] I'm in love with her She's my everything (everything) She don't have a clue I spent my savings on a diamond ring (diamond ring) Bout to pop the question to her here on Christmas day (Christmas day) Know that she loves me and the answer that she's gonna say (gonna say) Nobody treats her better, cooks her dinners, writes her letters My love is like a potion crafted by a mad professor In reality she thinks I'm out of town for work But the truth I'll show up at her job that day surprising her (day surprising her) Got her chocolate candy, a bottle of perfume Got her favorite candles for the dresser in her room (in her room) Driving in my car, 'bout to hit the parking space Where she works, I can't wait to see the look that's on her face (on her face) Perfect timing cause she's walking out I'm driving up All the sudden out of nowhere someone pulls up in a truck See you waving at 'em I can smell that something isn't right His truck door opens up and then she jumps in (what?) Maybe I'm just wrong and jumping to conclusions (conclusions) It's probably just her friend from work I've mixed up in confusion (in confusion) But why she rubbing on his neck, hands playing with his hair as I break into a sweat (a sweat, hold up) I can feel the rage growing bigger by the second Hard to keep my focus watch the road so I'm not wrecking At the stoplight he leans over and gives her a kiss (a kiss) Mind blown, tell me what the fuck it is I missed (I missed) [Chorus: Alayna Whelan] I was done wrong now that he's gone Feel the fright (fright), feel the fright (fright) My heart is stone and now we're alone Violent night (night), it's violent night (night) [Verse 2: Bukshot] Picked up my phone and hit the speed dial (speed dial) Saw it lifted up, he looked at it and then she smiled (what the fuck) They started laughing, I'm an inside joke I guess (I guess) But my girl is cheating on me, I don't take that shit in jest (shit in jest) They don't have a clue that I'm a couple cars back Trying to find out where their headed cause they have to pay the tax (pay the tax) Pretty boy is feeling safe around his mistress He's about to learn and it don't matter if it's Christmas (Christmas) We end up in a neighborhood where richies live See him pull into a driveway, that must be his crib (be his crib) Play it off and bust a right so she don't see my ride (see my ride) Can see the house from where I'm at and watch 'em go inside (go inside) Park the car and jump a fence, I'm at his back door Got a hammer in my hand that I found on his back porch (back porch) Checked the nob, I'm in luck, he doesn't have it locked Open up, enter through the kitchen I can hear 'em talk (hear 'em talk) Peek in the living room, I begin to walk (begin to walk) See him kissing on the couch her hand is on his cock (on his cock) There ain't no hesitation, crack that hammer on his head Slumping off the couch and all I see is bloody red (bloody red) My girl starts screaming as I hit his head again and again, and again, and again, and again Sitting back in terror, forever she'll be scarred Tell her merry fucking Christmas as I head back to my car (to my car) [Chorus: Alayna Whelan] I was done wrong now that he's gone Feel the fright (fright), feel the fright (fright) My heart is stone and now we're alone Violent night (night), it's violent night (night)

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Credits

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  • Alayna Whelan
  • Bukshot