Images of Murder

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Chuckklez - Rap, Horrorcore

Images of Murder

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[Intro: Charles Manson] Maybe I should have killed four or five hundred people, then I would have felt better. Then I would have felt like I really offered society something. You've got it stuck in your brain that I murdered somebody. What do you want to call me a murderer for? I've never killed anyone. I don't need to kill anyone. I think it. I have it here Ugh huh. The street is my world. I don't uh, I don't pretend to go uptown and be anything fancy. I can, but I find more rеal in real life than I do with tinsel. And thе real world is the one I have to deal with every day you know. Uh, believe me, if I started murdering people.... [Verse 1: Chuckklez] Every time I look at this society today, it's always sober motherfuckers tricking the others with the fake Saying I'm a bad influence 'cause my mind is over hatred They want me locked up in a cage for all these killings I be sending 'Cause these bitches make me sick and I just want to skin 'em alive Like they're cattle being slaughtered, all repeatedly by a knife So I can finally get my sanity back without any regrets For my homicidal behavior I'm committing on these pricks So I started to make my move upon my neighbors right next door With a machete in my hand, it's time to bring the fucking gore So then I break into their house, and I think I might've got them spooked As they saw my hideous figure it was time to meet their doom Viciously cut 'em and dismembered 'em into little bits and chunks While they're still kicking and screaming in the pool of fresh blood So psychotic as it was, and tricking my nerves to feel release With an erection in my pants so I ejaculate on the mother's cheeks [Chorus: Chuckklez] If you look into these eyes tell me what you see All the sickness and the horror that is dwelling inside of me Hides a demon from within so don't you try to test your luck Or face the fucking consequence with your eyelids stapled shut I'm a natural born killer without a pity against the world For the suffering it has caused, now I'm gonna release my urge With these demons in my head, we'll stop at nothing 'til you're finally gone So I'ma do you a favor and have your family dead by fucking dawn [Interlude: Chuckklez] We are here live at this gruesome crime scene at the family residence of the Johnson's. Where we discovered Mister and Misses Johnson in their bedroom dismembered from their upper torso. Blood drained from their bodies and inner-organs lying on their bedroom floor. The whereabouts of their two children remains a mystery, and no DNA was found at the scene of the crime. We'll be bringing you live foot-coverage as the story develops. This is channel 5, Jim [Verse 2: Chuckklez] It's clearly fucking obvious that my mind's in a different place As I'm drifting to the breaking point where I've totally gone insane Because I love to see the dead revolving people being mangled Sodomizing Eve in Eden underneath my jurisdiction Like the homie Red Fetal I'm a straight up fucking maniac Who slaughters innocent women Cut off their scalps and bring them back And then I move on to the next because this killer will not stop 'Til he finally gets his wish by annihilating you stupid cunts Now your pictures are on the news from Channel 2 to Channel 5 They've found so many victims that were witnessing my crimes But they don't have any fucking clues or evidence to track me down So if you think you're finally safe, you have another thing coming 'Cause I'm standing right behind you as you suddenly turn around With a surprise upon your face and you begin to fucking shout In not a second I grabbed your hair and smashed your head in through the wall And drag you straight into your bedroom where you became my bloody sex doll [Chorus: Chuckklez] If you look into these eyes tell me what you see All the sickness and the horror that is dwelling inside of me Hides a demon from within so don't you try to test your luck Or face the fucking consequence with your eyelids stapled shut I'm a natural born killer without a pity against the world For the suffering it has caused, now I'm gonna release my urge With these demons in my head, we'll stop at nothing 'til you're finally gone So I'ma do you a favor and have your family dead by fucking dawn

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  • Chuckklez