- THRILL KILL FEAT. CHAOS

*No One Was Hurt In The Making Of This Song*

[Operator Talking]

[Phone Beeps]


The Phone Lines Cut You Dumb Slut Where You Gonna Hide?

I Got About Fifteen Minutes Before The Cops Arrive

Got A Gun But Ill Have More Fun With These Fuckin Knives

Nice And Sharp And In The Dark They Shine You Wont Be Hard To Find

Im Moving Through The Kitchen Passing Through The Room Of Living

Giving No Thought Or Decision To Stop Me From Committing This Brutal Killing

Revealing My Face Only Once I Got Her Duck Taped Both Legs Broken And Bleeding From The Waist

"Im Comin Up The Steps Now..Where The Fuck You At!??!"

["What Do You Want?"] "Your Life I Promise I Wont Give It Back!"

"Open This Fuckin Door!! C'Mon Let Me In!!" [''No!''] "Alright Whore Fine Ill Just Have To Kick It In!"

Broke Through The Door And Saw Her Standing There Crying

Which Made Me Change My Mind About It FUCK THAT IM LIEING!

I Grabbed Her And I Stabbed Her Until She Stopped Moving

Then I Slit Her Throat Stopped And Watched The Blood Oozing

Okay Im Calm The Adrenaline Is Gone And Im Hoping That The Police Didnt Already Swarm

I Walk Over To The Phone Look Out The Window And Hear Sirens

"COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP WE GOT THE PLACE SURROUNDED!!"

[Chaos]
Just In Case You Dont Know Let Me Tell You What Im Doing

Im Just Following My Dreams And Killing You's What Im Pursuing

Talkin All That Shit You Dont Know What I Been Through And How Its Niggas Like You That Make Me Start Shooting

When It Comes To Poppin Rounds Your A Fuckin Newbie I Done Came With More Guns Then A Western Movie

You Already Know Nigga That I Came To Bring The Pain Im A Cowboy On The Trigger You Can Call Me John Wayne

Im A Crazy Ass Nigga You Can Call Me Insane And Cuz Of Me Your Still Standing You Can Call Me A Cane

My Lyrics Like Tumors They Be Lodged In Your Brain And My Punches Comin Fast You Can Call Me Sugar Shane

Seriously You Think You Match Up To Me Im So High That I Be Shittin On Trees

So You Cant Really Think That Your Shits Better Than Mine I Got Flow For Centuries

You Can Call Me Father Time Father Rhyme Comin Hard So Go Ahead And Act Brave

Ill Do Everything Impossible To Put You In The Grave But I Wont Be Done Yet At Your Funeral

Blasted Walk Past The Preacher Take A Shit On The Casket Kill Everyone There And Burn The Flowers

In The Basket No Tombstone Best Believe I Trashed It Look On The Bright Side Your Family Aint Grieving That Is Of Course Because Aint None Of Them Breathing

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Dub
• Chaos
• Hip
• Hop
• Rap
• Thrill
• Kill
• Murder
• Death
• Horror

[kcoolable]

u sik wit the freestly i cant rap so i step out the game but u the best u in dis 1 song is almost better than meek millz

[jayddaliquid]

nice as shit