Bind Torture Kill

Lyrics

[Hook: Merciles] 2x Bind torture kill, I murder Never heard of helter skelter? Now you will Bunch of goddamn lunatics Clicking up to do this shit Goin' to war with the whole world I'm getting close to fucking losing it (I fuckin') [Verse 1: Merciles] Heading to the bottom of the dungeon Chain him all up nobody hear nothin' Put him in da bag, put him in da trunk Light 'em all on fire, I don't give a fuck Move in a rut, gotta get rowdy Speakin' in tongues - Aleister Crowley Son of the dragon, stickin' em up Mutilate hater, covered in blood Vlad the Impaler, needed to kill, givin' 'em burn Listen to screams lookin' 'em burn Out of my mind now that I got you drinkin' the blood Nosferatu ready for murder Give me your soul, sell it for cheap Never get old, what do you want? Lettin' 'em have it, castin' black magic I'm getting it done regardless I'm comin' to you from darkness A psychopath lunatic on the purge, I just do this shit I'm a man of my word and we some horrorcore kings I'm spittin' fire, shapeshiftin' and spreadin' my dragon wings I murder, dismember, remember the suicide letter Detective can't put it together How brutal, remember but everyone dies I'm gathering pieces and making another type torture device Scratching off names of the hitlist You kill or be killed or you suffer, still blastin' the sickness I scatter you while in the middle of nowhere cause I motherfuckin': [Hook: Merciles] 2x Bind torture kill, I murder Never heard of helter skelter? Now you will Bunch of goddamn lunatics Clicking up to do that shit Goin' to war with the whole world I'm getting close to fucking losing it (I fuckin') [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] The .50 cal slashin' off flesh, my finger caress the trigger and your cranium split The infamous Lord is relentless, there is no repentin' when I'm bodysnatchin' a bitch Lord of vampire fulfill my desire, they come at the night and go searching for blood Keep me a big bag of lemon in the trunk cause your decomposed body is smelly as fuck Murdering nigga became an art, they call me Lord Picasso The torture will get wretched-raw when I'm snortin' up lines of cocaine in my nostril Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro of the teflons in you vato You cannot keep with the flow Scarecrow the (?), you just rascal Picco chain, I'm very insane and ultra hostile Hit you with the lead lotto, that BLAY! yo thats my motto Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter from down under When the Mossberg pump thump on your chest you feel the thunder Scarecrow the apex predator, all competitors feel the wrath Heartless, trickin' 'em (?) the war path blood bath Hit a one and one and then go gunnin' on a nigga hunt Think you safe, next thing you know: you wake up in my goddamn trunk [Hook: Merciles] 2x Bind torture kill, I murder Never heard of helter skelter? Now you will Bunch of goddamn lunatics Clicking up to do that shit Goin' to war with the whole world I'm getting close to fucking losing it (I fuckin')