Murder You Wrekonize
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[Intro]
You fake thug motherfuckers
Don't you ever learn anything
I murder you, rappers
I murder you, bitches
I murder you, I'll destroy you
Na-no, really really
I will fuckin' kill you
[Verse 1]
You talk a lot of shit, I suggest you don't get me angry
I'm eating dinner with the Ramsey's, we just killed your whole family
We'll get away with it too
You don't wanna battle me, come on who would
I look for little children to beat down like Madelyne Toogood
You stood wait for me to come and grant you the freedom
So I split you with an axe from your gonads to your cerebrum
We've come to resurrect killers and keep it bloody
Buy O.J. a machete and give your address to Ted Bundy
Your head's spongy and your hairline is up in flames
Cuz Hannibal Lector's hungry and he's barbecuing your brain
Insane, turning homicide into a game
Set up your limbs like bowling pins and try to strike a perfect frame
Drain your blood into a pool, no one will hear you drown
Son of Sam stalk for some of Wrekonize kills year 'round
You hear sounds comin' from above in your attic
It's me, your mom, and your wife in a kamasutra sex sandwich
Wrek's language is brutal, leave you in crucial madness
Kill crews, then vanish and still you, don't panic
Cuz out of shock you can't get your body to tremble
After this even a Nasa engineer couldn't get you reassembled
It's simple leave my victims marked with the Parallax symbol
Rippin' through bone gristle with a microphone missile
I dissed you come on faggot what'd you expect
Murdering whack rappers with no remorse and no regrets
You fake thug motherfuckers
Don't you ever learn anything
I murder you, rappers
I murder you, bitches
I murder you, I'll destroy you
Na-no, really really
I will fuckin' kill you
[Verse 1]
You talk a lot of shit, I suggest you don't get me angry
I'm eating dinner with the Ramsey's, we just killed your whole family
We'll get away with it too
You don't wanna battle me, come on who would
I look for little children to beat down like Madelyne Toogood
You stood wait for me to come and grant you the freedom
So I split you with an axe from your gonads to your cerebrum
We've come to resurrect killers and keep it bloody
Buy O.J. a machete and give your address to Ted Bundy
Your head's spongy and your hairline is up in flames
Cuz Hannibal Lector's hungry and he's barbecuing your brain
Insane, turning homicide into a game
Set up your limbs like bowling pins and try to strike a perfect frame
Drain your blood into a pool, no one will hear you drown
Son of Sam stalk for some of Wrekonize kills year 'round
You hear sounds comin' from above in your attic
It's me, your mom, and your wife in a kamasutra sex sandwich
Wrek's language is brutal, leave you in crucial madness
Kill crews, then vanish and still you, don't panic
Cuz out of shock you can't get your body to tremble
After this even a Nasa engineer couldn't get you reassembled
It's simple leave my victims marked with the Parallax symbol
Rippin' through bone gristle with a microphone missile
I dissed you come on faggot what'd you expect
Murdering whack rappers with no remorse and no regrets
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