[Chorus: SCUM]
'Cause this is not a date this is a date rape
Date rape, date-date-d-date rape
Not a-not a romantic flick, this is a Snuff tape
Snuff tape, Snuff-Snuff-S-Snuff tape
Cut her-cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
S.I.C.K. shit!
S.I.C.K. shit!
'Cause this is not a date this is a date rape
Date rape, date-date-d-date rape
Not a-not a romantic flick, this is a Snuff tape
Snuff tape, Snuff-Snuff-S-Snuff tape
Cut her-cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
S.I.C.K. shit!
S.I.C.K. shit!
[Verse 1: SCUM]
This ain't no radio kind of hit, it is that shit to slit your throat to
In the night when the moon is bright as I recite what someone wrote
In a human leather-bound book with a baby's blood in the distant past
And as the words are spoken thrice the sacrifice begins at last
Despise my past but fear the future that's ahead
Because although I wanna end my killing spree more come up dead
My mind is sick, my will is weak, my knife is sharp, your legs are slow
Killing to fulfill this urge, blood spill when the hammer blow
(Oh!)
To a pretty face that wasn't meant to get a dent (Nope!)
Right between the eyes when a victim tries but can't prevent
Injury's not compatible with life that they sustain
It is still incredible to me when I see they brain
I try in vain to show restraint but ain't no way I'm finna stop
I'm in a bind with a twisted mind thinking about a suicide by cop
But I'd rather not, in a lot of ways, I could justify what I do and why
Everyone that decays in a different voice when the fuckers died
'Cause this is not a date this is a date rape
Date rape, date-date-d-date rape
Not a-not a romantic flick, this is a Snuff tape
Snuff tape, Snuff-Snuff-S-Snuff tape
Cut her-cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
S.I.C.K. shit!
S.I.C.K. shit!
'Cause this is not a date this is a date rape
Date rape, date-date-d-date rape
Not a-not a romantic flick, this is a Snuff tape
Snuff tape, Snuff-Snuff-S-Snuff tape
Cut her-cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
Cut her from the pussy hole up to her throat (Go!)
S.I.C.K. shit!
S.I.C.K. shit!
[Verse 1: SCUM]
This ain't no radio kind of hit, it is that shit to slit your throat to
In the night when the moon is bright as I recite what someone wrote
In a human leather-bound book with a baby's blood in the distant past
And as the words are spoken thrice the sacrifice begins at last
Despise my past but fear the future that's ahead
Because although I wanna end my killing spree more come up dead
My mind is sick, my will is weak, my knife is sharp, your legs are slow
Killing to fulfill this urge, blood spill when the hammer blow
(Oh!)
To a pretty face that wasn't meant to get a dent (Nope!)
Right between the eyes when a victim tries but can't prevent
Injury's not compatible with life that they sustain
It is still incredible to me when I see they brain
I try in vain to show restraint but ain't no way I'm finna stop
I'm in a bind with a twisted mind thinking about a suicide by cop
But I'd rather not, in a lot of ways, I could justify what I do and why
Everyone that decays in a different voice when the fuckers died
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