killumanti
10-12-2005, 05:08 PM
sqk-2005
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THE DEATH SONG
bury your head
and the child smashed
you down
to the ground and
his brains came out all around
without a sound they
sent the hounds
blood hungrey eating flesh
red they paint the town
they're bound and found a
dead decayed body is the streets
face down in a puddle
with his dick bit off and his
limbs sawed out ten sawed
off shote holes in his body
eatin them fries thinking
they're getin highs but your
not your just fucked up
so suck up bitch
before i slit your throat fuck
it im not rich the lifes not to live
stealing bicycles form kids
now im on mtv's cribs with my
pimped out bike and nah fuck
it go take a hike you dyke
and get front row seats to
see your ass beat fucked
up in the head cuz u
where melested by preists
priests preists your
nothin but a kid with meist in
your eyes so take me
back to the old days
where i roam hes not another
clone hes a half robobt droine
with the head of a
grateful dead stone
head of stone and heart of
stone same difference
i cant make an infference so im
done i'll take a gun to my
head soon you will see red
leave your parents
dead make
it look like a suicide but we all
no who did it the filthist kill back and
kill your foster mom and dad skillfully
get the pill for me for all
you too see im a failure
nothin to it all to drown
in my sleep
going under hear the beeps?
dead six to the head 3 to
the chest couldnt take
50 nigga has breats
and i dont care what i do
i do what i choose too kill em
all i dont care i dont want to
go to the fuckin faire
and bleach dye orange
hair nasty plaster health
care will cash your wealth bear
and you care and dare your
freind to comite the awfull truth
forspoken lies that hes been
livin in the past to the present
to defend the peasant kid who we get
rid of the oven mitt that i killed him wit
but its all a myth hang from a fuckin
cliff till your drop like a janators mop
plop jhit the block dressed
like a cop with a smock
sticking up my cock
im on top of the chaine
down in main is where it rains
blood acid rain mixed with
caine nova shane givinbg you
shame blow up your brains
no need for haines underwear
i'll jsut tear u apart till its not fair
for me to care
or imbare all they do is stare
hair rasing chair chasing mack
kasing pain hit the snae
hit the snare hard untill it breaks
like a thousand cakes in the
heat u'll melt like u never felt
before your just a whore
a man whore indure whats
worse hit the chorus and
bail on the words
find some birds just to attack
the back of your bitchass
self dont cry for help no one
will hear your scream
in a dream stuck in maze
for days slit my throat with
a dull razor blade and out
comes the haze leave
you in a daze
in a daze for a couple days
lookin for a thousand plays
for the grays skys in the middle
of october you should
have known her
before its to late to self
mutilate and rape a girl name
kate blowing up your cousin
like human self conbustion
and going to schools with
grenades
probaly bout a dozen
all homemade
fuzin muzin i take your heart
and smash it against a wall
so you fall hard
to the bar crash your car
vision this
new like christmas to a
johva witness
i'll piss on this so you wont
have to kiss this but for a
sureshot miss its non of
your bizz
you probaly rape
and kill kids
alla suck my dick im adam
and eve is a transvesite
named steve right?
like steve you will just leave the
coffin open after death of seth
your buddy who wore a hoodie
everyday with a gat in his pocket
u kno he was gonna blow
you hoes up at the show
nah u didnt no thou were
i hide my gun y in my undercoat
next to my SS sucesss
i wrote hit-her smoke
i hope you choke after
all i wont sulk untill my
sorrows are gone
made a self inflaming off the
brain bomb at the preschool
bardovon (boom boom)
color in the lines! your gone
with bloodshot eyes i see
a starless
sky nothin but a plane to
fly me off the edge of
life i need a knife
to cut and write in your chest a
message for nones left to kill is
success and ill die at best
with a bullet proof vest i'll
find a nest in heaven just to
go to hell i fell down fast
and wipe your ass is heaven
give you a cast break in with
a jesus mask and rob the
blast master funk wave mack
off the jack i aint the one to be last
but this is the last line of my
song i'll be gone for a while
this was a rap by matt and kyle
goin the nile
to drown away the smiles
more info hit up
sqk-2005 offical website! (http://sqk-2005.tripod.com/)
THE DEATH SONG
bury your head
and the child smashed
you down
to the ground and
his brains came out all around
without a sound they
sent the hounds
blood hungrey eating flesh
red they paint the town
they're bound and found a
dead decayed body is the streets
face down in a puddle
with his dick bit off and his
limbs sawed out ten sawed
off shote holes in his body
eatin them fries thinking
they're getin highs but your
not your just fucked up
so suck up bitch
before i slit your throat fuck
it im not rich the lifes not to live
stealing bicycles form kids
now im on mtv's cribs with my
pimped out bike and nah fuck
it go take a hike you dyke
and get front row seats to
see your ass beat fucked
up in the head cuz u
where melested by preists
priests preists your
nothin but a kid with meist in
your eyes so take me
back to the old days
where i roam hes not another
clone hes a half robobt droine
with the head of a
grateful dead stone
head of stone and heart of
stone same difference
i cant make an infference so im
done i'll take a gun to my
head soon you will see red
leave your parents
dead make
it look like a suicide but we all
no who did it the filthist kill back and
kill your foster mom and dad skillfully
get the pill for me for all
you too see im a failure
nothin to it all to drown
in my sleep
going under hear the beeps?
dead six to the head 3 to
the chest couldnt take
50 nigga has breats
and i dont care what i do
i do what i choose too kill em
all i dont care i dont want to
go to the fuckin faire
and bleach dye orange
hair nasty plaster health
care will cash your wealth bear
and you care and dare your
freind to comite the awfull truth
forspoken lies that hes been
livin in the past to the present
to defend the peasant kid who we get
rid of the oven mitt that i killed him wit
but its all a myth hang from a fuckin
cliff till your drop like a janators mop
plop jhit the block dressed
like a cop with a smock
sticking up my cock
im on top of the chaine
down in main is where it rains
blood acid rain mixed with
caine nova shane givinbg you
shame blow up your brains
no need for haines underwear
i'll jsut tear u apart till its not fair
for me to care
or imbare all they do is stare
hair rasing chair chasing mack
kasing pain hit the snae
hit the snare hard untill it breaks
like a thousand cakes in the
heat u'll melt like u never felt
before your just a whore
a man whore indure whats
worse hit the chorus and
bail on the words
find some birds just to attack
the back of your bitchass
self dont cry for help no one
will hear your scream
in a dream stuck in maze
for days slit my throat with
a dull razor blade and out
comes the haze leave
you in a daze
in a daze for a couple days
lookin for a thousand plays
for the grays skys in the middle
of october you should
have known her
before its to late to self
mutilate and rape a girl name
kate blowing up your cousin
like human self conbustion
and going to schools with
grenades
probaly bout a dozen
all homemade
fuzin muzin i take your heart
and smash it against a wall
so you fall hard
to the bar crash your car
vision this
new like christmas to a
johva witness
i'll piss on this so you wont
have to kiss this but for a
sureshot miss its non of
your bizz
you probaly rape
and kill kids
alla suck my dick im adam
and eve is a transvesite
named steve right?
like steve you will just leave the
coffin open after death of seth
your buddy who wore a hoodie
everyday with a gat in his pocket
u kno he was gonna blow
you hoes up at the show
nah u didnt no thou were
i hide my gun y in my undercoat
next to my SS sucesss
i wrote hit-her smoke
i hope you choke after
all i wont sulk untill my
sorrows are gone
made a self inflaming off the
brain bomb at the preschool
bardovon (boom boom)
color in the lines! your gone
with bloodshot eyes i see
a starless
sky nothin but a plane to
fly me off the edge of
life i need a knife
to cut and write in your chest a
message for nones left to kill is
success and ill die at best
with a bullet proof vest i'll
find a nest in heaven just to
go to hell i fell down fast
and wipe your ass is heaven
give you a cast break in with
a jesus mask and rob the
blast master funk wave mack
off the jack i aint the one to be last
but this is the last line of my
song i'll be gone for a while
this was a rap by matt and kyle
goin the nile
to drown away the smiles