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Psykko, DieN, Chito - Murderous II
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I haven't uploaded Murderous yet, but it's on the internet, I'll upload it when I'm ready. MySpace.com/dientwolive | Soundclick.com/Chitodaillest | Soundclick.com/psykko
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Peak #4,498
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April 01, 2008
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 3:27
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[Verse][1][Psykko] alcohol in my blood cuz i sipped heines these beers got me me n eyes Chinese Evil demons in my, body how i find these? Thoughts of death streaming,don't rewind these Put a dagger to ya chest, leave a suckin wound make blodstains wave like a f*** in typhoon I sleigh more assholes than ol Man-son Poppin missles bigger than my damthum F*** what y hear n see, I'm still da real Two fofives,shootin up rides, feel the steel i always put shells in ya, no hit n miss! Yo body always gettin left in sh** n piss! Ya know the deal n drill its blood n guts Its knives n guns, i keep guns, c*** ! [Hook][DieN2LivE] I'm a beast with a peice who is seen on the street with the heat underneath my dirty jeans as I creep never seen and I speek with a seemingly deep very mean and unique common speach of a fiend have you bleeding unseen, as you screaming to breath and you weak at the kneese, with the sleek energy 'til I see what I seek it's the one person with sickning thoughts who is seen as [Murderous] [Verse][2][DieN2LivE] I'm back for the second round, never layed the weapons down I been with blades and kept 'em out, to leave you wit' your chest pulled out help you taste it, cock back the weapons n' I put the medal to your teeth, like you getting braces 'cos once the guns cocked, I ain't scared to squeeze the trigger leave you with the Smashed Mouths like you singing punk rock show me what you've done, Ock, I'm crushin' you wit' led it's like a commercial jingle, gets stuck up in your head so you say you're fearless? It's not so funny since I've gotten gully, I'm droppin' Money like clumsy dealers leave you wit' the spirits, it's open season have you open bleedin', no one's breathin' when the heated steal hits I'm sicker than sick, so you've got the nerve to play? hittin' kids stomach's so hard, that it cracks they verdebret or until it turns in ways, so you hear it turn in pain as it angles, bursts the veins, shoots up tword the brain [Hook][DieN2LivE] I'm a beast with a peice who is seen on the street with the heat underneath my dirty jeans as I creep never seen and I speek with a seemingly deep very mean and unique common speach of a fiend have you bleeding unseen, as you screaming to breath and you weak at the kneese, with the sleek energy 'til I see what I seek it's the one person with sickning thoughts who is seen as [Murderous] [Verse][3][Chito]
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