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Out of Body (Killing Spree) - SCUM (USA) (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)
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Out of Body (Killing Spree) SCUM (USA) (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)

Out of Body (Killing Spree) - SCUM (USA) (Ft. Rozz Dyliams)
[Verse 1: SCUM]
Got a pistol grip pump in my trunk
But it's not what a motherfucker wanna go get on a set
Hella lit, having an out of body moment
Unaware when aware and my now when I let
My reality to slip away and I lose my mind that is already hella rotten
My insanity will lead the way and the rest of me will follow, what comes after is forgotten
Better let a stranger danger into your house at night when I'm looking lost
I don't even know my name, ho, but I got a knife in my hand and I feel the frost
In my motherfuckin' heart when I start carvin' up your face in my attempt to make it better
Bloody mess, it's a work of art, no escape, Gorilla tape, I roll the tarp for the splatter
Never met that motherfucker, luck of the draw when the voice is in my head
Led me to your residence and the fence had a hole to crawl through, now you're dead
But I thought you was a demon and I was an angel sent so that we could fight
In and out of this dimension and a dimension that I can see no light
Everything is in the darkness world that I left in hell where I thought I'd end up
Lookin' in from outside homicide doesn't seem so bad Hell is spinning when I stand up
My reality is shifting, lifting a knife so slow, next thing that I know
I'm back in my ride, there's a corpse inside, got the cops behind and nowhere to go

[Chorus: SCUM]
Bloody body in the backseat and a sick beat that will make your speakers blow
Everybody know I pack heat creep down your street didn't I with no lights on, slow
Kinda like a headless horseman sendin' for your soul, my mind is dead but oh well
Got no love and no remorse, man, when I see you dying by my hand looking in from Hell
Bloody body in the backseat and a sick beat that will make your speakers blow
Everybody know I pack heat creep down your street didn't I with no lights on, slow
Kinda like a headless horseman sendin' for your soul, my mind is dead but oh well
Got no love and no remorse, man, when I see you dying by my hand looking in from Hell
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