Текст песни Mr. Hyde f Little Britney - Say My Name
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*sample*Mommy mommy mommy! What honey? What`s the matter?I had a bad dreamAbout what sweety?It`s Mr. Hyde, Mr. Hyde is coming[Little Britney]Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*}[Mr. Hyde]Walking war minded with the echoes doused in bloodFrom stretching out your lungs mega penetrate my gunsSo I keep `em concealed I`ll leave you leakin for realThe mother fuckin devil kid grim reaper with steelYo the sickos on reserve load the clip up with my wordI spit til you`re disturbed verbs ticklin your nervesCock back the hammer in the center with gore shotFoully droppin newborns on top of their soft spotsQuick vagina soars rippin out your spinal chordsYou got gashes on your boards but you`re dead like dinosaursHand cuff you to the bed the drama`s seeming sickeningLeave you faggots dead just like Jeffery Dahmer`s victimsPissin in your mouth you got an obscene smileYour teeth are shinin yellow like that retard from Green MileSlice your wrists with the box cutter like thisAnother sly bitch with the butterfly stitchBorn to hate your par so you catch a gapin scarA wide open wound you can`t close with staplersOr a needle and thread this beat is leaving you deadI blow a shot through the top now I can see through your head[Little Britney]Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*}[Mr. Hyde]My squad will bust through in herds bitch let me remind youYou`re coughin your tonsils with my elephant shrapnelDestined to stomp you stuff your face in the mudNever waist no slugs that`s why I pace with the judGuns will point at blank range I`m pointin pistols for brainsPut you splattered like paint your whole anatomy faintsStuffed like Latter Day Saints that don`t know how to be quaintIt`s assault robbery or a battery rapePeep the tragedy shake and the pin dropping silenceYou shot with the 9 inch for stoppin the violenceDo you a slight favor before you`re mortifiedCut you with the light saber and wound your quarter eyesAin`t nowhere to hide from my gruesome legacyIt`s hard to flea while you bleed cause you`re losing energyFoul like sexual harassin blast you with the mack 10Violent homicide the intellectual assassinDrill saws and tools fill the gore slaughter youDrown you in a water pool now your breath bubbles riseTrash troubles lies but see I`m the one who ends emDeatha and disguise with the leatherface resemblance[Little Britney]Hyde Hyde Mr. Hyde everybody in the room has died {*4X*}