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K7-Lethal

 

K7-Lethal

(album: Krimson Crow - 2020)


I've been known for poppin tha trunk and pull out a chainsaw
Yeah, I've been known for poppin a punk and then eat his brains raw
I've been up to no fuckin good and I'm bout to get worse
So go put on your Sunday best I'm comin with the hearse
And I'm stacking bodies till the Gods notice
Twin Desert Eagles and a shotty and they are loaded
I carved a cross in every bullet then I said a hex
The way it hits ya will determine where ya headed next
Heaven or hell...

I've got blood on my hands and I love it so much I think I'll do it again
I'm a homicidal psycho two barrels unload
Gun powder in my eyes and your head explodes
Murder, murder, it's all they wrote
I am the devil and I'm here to do the devil's work
Murder, murder, it's all I know
With a Kel-Tec and a shovel I return ya to the dirt

Gettin even I believe in incantations summon demons
Strap them up with mac 11s Heathen king I'm leading legions
I'm worse than Neegan I ain't leavin till no one is breathin
My veins are ice just check the temperature it's fuckin freezin
Murder I wrote it chapters written in the tears of mothers
Suffering I tote it I ain't ask for this it's in the numbers
The son of seven I'm the seventh son of Malachi
Brought into the world to cleanse the evil that's the alibi
And I ain't done until these bastards choke to death on ashes
Every single last one is stuffed inside a fuckin casket
The depths of hell all the shadows call me Abaddon
Raised up where those shadows dwell from birth I'm evils Padawan

Murder, murder
Murder, murder
Murder, murder

I've got blood on my hands and I love it so much I think I'll do it again
I'm a homicidal psycho two barrels unload
Gun powder in my eyes and your head explodes
Murder, murder, it's all they wrote
I am the devil and I'm here to do the devil's work
Murder, murder, it's all I know
Kel-Tec and a shovel I return ya to the dirt

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