WHITE VAN GORE STREET (Ft. Craig Scissorhands, ​dekma & ​​​​​​​rejectedreyna)

[Intro]
(Wake up, you're on GORE STREET)
Takizava spilled your fucking blood
(GORE STREET)
([?])
(Y-y-you're on Gore Street)

[Chorus: rejectedreyna]
A strange addiction, my body pissing
Right on your mouth, lifeless, you're reported missing
I drink your body stew, and now I'm on the move
Cops running fast right through, this case just isn't new
Your body was so tight, it couldn't fit my knife
The gashes that I made, make me proud at night
And every single organ, and every liter pouring
Your rattle sounds like snoring, I'll edge until the morning (GORE STREET)

[Verse 1: rejectedreyna]
Pop the news on, my showcase getting boo'd on
300 different pieces of your body I made the move on
Drop your head onto a bench, it shouldn't take 'em too long
Stalking girls, cut 'em up, and turn 'em to a new song
I'm bumpin' mince, couldn't find my prints, if you want the knife, look inside my kit
But you'll never find me, I'm inside a ditch, my soul is gone but my horror lives
You walked past evil, and you never knew a clue
My case is gone, and your daughter, yeah I fucked her too