Murder

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Claas] Woke in the dead of night screaming And I don't know the meaning I can feel demons inside of me pleading To get out shit they're fiending To leave the people around me just bleeding And I don't have a reason Ain't no sense praying and hoping for Jesus He does not need to see this heathen They ain't ready for the insane way Head is shaking, got a sick brain, may Let 'em all go meet that violent side of me Gotta be wanting violence, dominatе, leave 'em silеnt I'm a sick fuck, murder, start go killing it's a bit much Never feel, gotta be scared 'cause Nick's clutch cut a bitch up Never saw me coming, now death is part of the pick up This is where they get fucked Digging up graves for the endgame Caskets filled with bodies, they are tucked away Down six feet ain't enough I'm a killer so don't ever call my bluff This is not a stunt, these are never actors getting snuffed Jagged knife to the guts, I gotta go make it rough (Aah!) Let 'em all die slow, don't even know how far my mind goes (Rah!) [Chorus 1] Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? Tapewerm, serial killing is [Verse 2: Tapewerm] You don't really wanna know what's going on All of your loved ones and closest homies are gone Running through a field from the police and the dogs Tryna battle Werm and Claas, you fuckin' with some gods I'm coming in raw, haven't shaved in a month You pass it to me and I'm jackin' your blunt I'm taking your money, you ain't front me enough Put your brother in cuffs right in front of your mom (Huh) Hazardous last wish Papovavirus acid trip Your girl's pussy's so saporous unless dying cadaverous You averous cats so slip, slap after the rapture hits Those facts are inaccurate, I'm a naturous raptor, bitch Clangorous abhorrence slanderous on the average Cancer inside your tits, running shit like a maverick Mark with an asterisk, never been glamorous Y'all horrorcore rappers do it for the fashion, quit Here's a magic trick, making motherfuckers disappear It's crystal clear imagine this You ain't been through shit, but maybe I'm just blabbering Serial killing, I don't do that whack acting shit I'll direct that snuff film and release it through Miramax The shit get this destiny fulfilled and increase the fear of masculines Tossed you from the highest floor and say it was an accident Drink the blood from the sacrament and mix it quick with additives [Chorus 2] Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? Murder, murder and scream What song do you play? If it were up to me you'd die every day (Day)