Super Scary Monsters - Grieves, PROF

Super Scary Monsters - Grieves, PROF

Год
2012
Язык
`angielski`
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Super Scary Monsters

Grieves, PROF

Living off a full moon, black heart like the night I run

You ought to keep it on the sideline, homie

Cause 'round here they call me R.L. Stein

Sending goosebump shivers up and down your spine

Hockey mask on the dome piece

Run with the machete like a torch ceremony

Y’all full of bologna, sandwich, eat 'ya

Y’all believe in bunnies, Santa, Easter?

Nope

Ya' get your head cut, you should’ve never left home when it gets this dark

Cause when the fog gets thick and the lights get low

I’mma put a screwdriver in your windpipe slowly

Axe murderous vampires

Quoting just a story pop’s told around the camp fire

So watch out, you’re walking on a tight rope

Cause I’mma get’cha in the shower, psycho

I’m living with a monster

Hanging on my back, beating on the drum, planning the attack

Hit it once to build itself a castle out’cha bones

You should turn around and go home

I’m living with a monster

What do you think it was?

A phase I was going through that lead to the fisticuffs?

Nonsense, I don’t want to talk about a conscience

Cause mine’s developed into a monster

You ever get killed?

Bloody on the ground

How my piss feel?

Splash like a wind shield

Wind chill thirty below, its real

Freezing on your tits feel like Hawaiian Ice

(All in together now)

Ain’t no doubt about it, I’m a cold-blooded killer

Standing right behind you while you looking in the mirror

Snapback hat, neck just like that

Necrophilia with my baseball bat

Run go tell Uncle Fester

Prof is in your bedroom looking through your dresser

Crack in my socks, limping when I walk

Murder while I’m fucking, shitting while I talk

Push you in the face looking through your money

I shot the sherriff, that motherfucker ain’t coming

And don’t even bother calling me a hooligan

I’m too busy killing, Freddy Kruegering

I’m living with a monster

Hanging on my back, beating on the drum, planning the attack

Hit it once to build itself a castle out’cha bones

You should turn around and go home

I’m living with a monster

What do you think it was?

A phase I was going through that lead to the fisticuffs?

Nonsense, I don’t want to talk about a conscience

Cause mine’s developed into a monster

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