KILL SHIT Zombiez (Ft. King Iso)
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[Songtext zu „KILL SHIT“ ft. King Iso]
[Producer-Tag]
Bolverk
[Part 1: King Iso]
Don't get your dogs knocked off by Cruella De Vil, Bitch
I woke up and got blocked blood, I'm ready to kill shit - Hit it
I'm slippin' out to my maggots, a manic, I wrecked to get back to my faction
They mad that they happen but matter of fact that my matter was dark, so that's why I be black
Because nothing was quite like the stuff that we're packin'
Don't jump in and fight to see what we're untrappin'
Yeah, let there be light, there's a demon attachin'
My martyrs tied to this speech with an accent (Brr)
I'ma get it rockin' all the way to Germany
They probably wanna murder me, that's why I'm ridin' with thе 30 piece
Like I'm sеrving chicken, that will be murderous
I feel like germ and sendin' in that typa Hercules, I know you heard of me
You will be in the infirmary if you refer to me
When I'm beginning to hype up with them hyperbole
Still rockin' burgundy, put you in burger, no mercy
You heard me emerge in emergencies
[Part 2: G-Ko/Zombie Red]
(Zombie) Red da, also weg da, eliminiere die Feinde mit der Pest, ja
Falte die Hände und sprech' die Gebote der dunklen Götter beim Festmahl
Jage die Menschen und fresse die Köpfe
Die Untoten nennen es Hetzjagd
Finde dich damit ab - Pech Tag
Ficke Deutschrap in den Enddarm
Ich stille meinen Blutdurst, beiß in deine Kehle für die Zufuhr
Leckermäuler für die Zombie Crew Tour
Butterweiche Hände werden zu Wurst (Ja)
Spüre diese Hungerschübe, Kinderfinger liegen in der Wundertüte
Eine Gruppe voller bitterbösen Widerlinge
Haben keine Emotionen und Schuldgefühle
[Producer-Tag]
Bolverk
[Part 1: King Iso]
Don't get your dogs knocked off by Cruella De Vil, Bitch
I woke up and got blocked blood, I'm ready to kill shit - Hit it
I'm slippin' out to my maggots, a manic, I wrecked to get back to my faction
They mad that they happen but matter of fact that my matter was dark, so that's why I be black
Because nothing was quite like the stuff that we're packin'
Don't jump in and fight to see what we're untrappin'
Yeah, let there be light, there's a demon attachin'
My martyrs tied to this speech with an accent (Brr)
I'ma get it rockin' all the way to Germany
They probably wanna murder me, that's why I'm ridin' with thе 30 piece
Like I'm sеrving chicken, that will be murderous
I feel like germ and sendin' in that typa Hercules, I know you heard of me
You will be in the infirmary if you refer to me
When I'm beginning to hype up with them hyperbole
Still rockin' burgundy, put you in burger, no mercy
You heard me emerge in emergencies
[Part 2: G-Ko/Zombie Red]
(Zombie) Red da, also weg da, eliminiere die Feinde mit der Pest, ja
Falte die Hände und sprech' die Gebote der dunklen Götter beim Festmahl
Jage die Menschen und fresse die Köpfe
Die Untoten nennen es Hetzjagd
Finde dich damit ab - Pech Tag
Ficke Deutschrap in den Enddarm
Ich stille meinen Blutdurst, beiß in deine Kehle für die Zufuhr
Leckermäuler für die Zombie Crew Tour
Butterweiche Hände werden zu Wurst (Ja)
Spüre diese Hungerschübe, Kinderfinger liegen in der Wundertüte
Eine Gruppe voller bitterbösen Widerlinge
Haben keine Emotionen und Schuldgefühle
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