Fuckin’ with Snuff

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Claas] Yeah! Squad up in this bitch no more playing games (Yeah!) LSP is in the building and we're making slaves (Yeah!) Yeah, fuck the fame, put 'em in a fucking grave Leave they body mangled to a point that you forget their names (Haha) Clizzle been insane, head in a vice Shit I'm nice with the mic but I murder with the knife bitch (Yeah!) I appear, tend to bring about tears Underground, yeah, everybody floats down here Pennywise as I clown on you dumb fucks Saw and axe in my hands (I got you dumbfuck!) Got 'em hangin' with bells on, nails gone, face ripped off, ripped guts, this is Hell, son! (Raw!) And I am the fuckin' devil, got to go give 'em that hellish metal shit, I'm a rebel So show respect when we come through Buried down a hundred fuckin' feet and still above you (Yeah, yeah!) [Chorus: Claas] Got love for anybody supportin' us Death shit, we're fuckin' violent and torturous Killing this industry 'cause we're murderers Cult Shit to anyone that ain't heard of us So if you're fuckin' with the snuff Go ahead and put them L's up And say "LSP!, LSP!, LSP!, LSP!" [Verse 2: Smallz One] LSP like a brick to the face If you don't throw them Ls up, I got a dick you could taste Never underestimate the power of The Snuff Squad You gon' end up in a hole inside the desert, fuck off Family is first and then it's murder in any form Been contemplatin' homicide before you were born Evil's physical form, a bunch of angels with horns Killing in the underground is what the fuck we all swore [Verse 3: Damien Quinn] Afraid of fuckin' with the snuff Got a slut tied up in my trunk ready to fuck Busted taillights so we gotta watch for pigs But I trip with Triple M-F-D taught me the bigs Got these kids fiendin' for the circle saw and axe It's like crack when we snap, rap on tracks with an axe Swingin' through yo ribcage, disgusting like mid-grades R.I.P, Geno Cultshit, check your Kool Aid [Chorus: Claas] Got love for anybody supportin' us Death shit, we're fuckin' violent and torturous Killing this industry 'cause we're murderers Cult Shit to anyone that ain't heard of us So if you're fuckin' with the snuff Go ahead and put them L's up And say "LSP!, LSP!, LSP!, LSP!" [Verse 4: Tha Roka] Born in a ditch, I'm the son of a witch You son of a bitch, I'll snuff you, guzzle a fifth Swing a lightsaber, snitch, that'll cut you to bits I rep the dark side of the force, Revenge of the Sith I leave a smell in the air that's unpleasantly sick 'Cause I love to pack a body like I'm wrappin' a gift But my arsenal's equipped to slaughter poets that spit 'Cause I'll be shining in this murderous flick like Jack Nich [Verse 5: Sin Rip] Screams in the middle of the night got a nigga excited man Take a trip to my world can you absorb the pain? Dealing with demons, they want me to call upon the legion They feed the feeders and leave the weak on they knees they bleedin' (Damn) It's only right that we joined the circle saw and axe You just mad 'cause your girl jumped in the van To get snuffed, take a picture, send it to her man She text you later dawg, she too busy throwin' them L's up [Verse 6: Hex Rated] Yeah! Hex Rated and Claas, this is snuff shit Bitch get fucked with barbed wire bats In the ass then a musket blast on you fuckwits Stabbed through the track with a saw and a axe (Uhh!) I am morbid sicker than The Orphan kid Run up in the orphanage and post-term abort some kids Put your L's up or get stuffed up inside of the van We're live-streaming your throat cut (Snuff!) [Chorus: Claas] Got love for anybody supportin' us Death shit, we're fuckin' violent and torturous Killing this industry 'cause we're murderers Cult Shit to anyone that ain't heard of us So if you're fuckin' with the snuff Go ahead and put them L's up And say "LSP!, LSP!, LSP!, LSP!" [Verse 7: Insane Poetry] Yeah! Follow me on a cold winter's night You'll get a first person view of someone frozen in ice Buried beneath my house in a custom made crawlspace After I drug 'em, fuck 'em, this is y'all's fate Open your mouth with a MAC and we see your jaws break Gut 'em like a pig upside down till they arms shake violently Back and forth, this is how I murder rappers Leave they ass on meat hooks, you can see the murder captured On any social network, I release my Dark Half Yeah, you know you heard the chapters, Team Snuff, birds of rapture Swoop down viciously, the industry deserve disaster Put they bodies on stakes, we like to burn 'em after Evil drips through my words you heard he murked the pastor Lyric leviathan I am immortal, urge to hack ya (Kill somebody if I come to spit, this verse is at your words, I'm that insane Yoda I am the murder master) [Chorus: Claas] Got love for anybody supportin' us Death shit, we're fuckin' violent and torturous Killing this industry 'cause we're murderers Cult Shit to anyone that ain't heard of us So if you're fuckin' with the snuff Go ahead and put them L's up And say "LSP!, LSP!, LSP!, LSP!" [Verse 8: SCUM] Fingers look so pretty 'til we stuck 'em in the grinder Nothing about her is pretty anymore when the police find her First I snuck up from behind her, gag her, bind her, get her stuffed In the van with the painted windows like so many that got snuffed (Huh!) Better get her to the basement where we'll let her get a muthafuckin' scream All while we burn and baseball bat her teeth In turn we'll make her learn what real torture's all about Gotta give her something to shout and bump the beat so fucking loud Not allowed to die before we mutilate a body Knowing that we did accommodate the ones that paid so they can watch Pay good money, sorry honey, though your cry is kinda funny How you beg unless this sicko plan to trace your bloody crotch How a motherfucker sicker than the average Like a savage gets to ravage all of them all sorts of rough Gettin' paper as we rape her Death is here, she can't escape, we make her holler for a dollar when you're fuckin' with that snuff [Chorus: Claas] Got love for anybody supportin' us Death shit, we're fuckin' violent and torturous Killing this industry 'cause we're murderers Cult Shit to anyone that ain't heard of us So if you're fuckin' with the snuff Go ahead and put them L's up And say "LSP!, LSP!, LSP!, LSP!"