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warehouse hotel - ecocide lyrics

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yeah i’m an artist i’ll paint the town red
if he look funny i’m leaving him dead
room 87, i’m chopping off heads
imma leave his body inside his bed
i was gon’ tell him to stop in his jetta
but of course, he didn’t know any better
yeah i’m getting better
no use of barretta
i got a vendetta
i’ll send him a letter (so imma)

take him out with the chainsaw, i’ll execute him, get the k!ll shot
warehouse hotel looking like a murder scene in the backlot
grey blade chainsaw looking like a battleship, look like dreadnought
cut him in half and leave him hanging by his dreadlocks

imma flee the scene, i ain’t coming back
speeding down the road, like i’m on a track
they gon’ see the signs, no zodiac
caught two of em’ up in a row, imma double back
no, you will never see claribel
she was a doll like annabelle
and you will never see issabelle
they’re inside the warehouse hotel

yeah i’m an artist i’ll paint the town red
if he look funny i’m leaving him dead
room 87, i’m chopping off heads
imma leave his body inside his bed
i was gon’ tell him to stop in his jetta
but of course, he didn’t know any better
yeah i’m getting better
no use of barretta
i got a vendetta
i’ll send him a letter
hit em’ with that fire, b*tch i’m in my zone
hit him with the blade, he ain’t coming home
caught 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, ay, yuh that’s on my own
they’re in 87, they will always roam
their families always be calling on they phones
but they will never get an answer
because they bodies have been transferred

i’m roaming these halls, i’m out of my mind
the elevator going up to the sky
let me talk, let me speak my mind
your first k!ll ain’t compete with mine
i caught seven bodies, soon to be nine
i’m on the clock b*tch, i’m on that time
i don’t shoot two’s, imma cut through
room 87, yeah you finna’ die

i’m roaming these halls, i’m out of my mind
the elevator going up to the sky
let me talk, let me speak my mind
your first k!ll ain’t compete with mine
i caught seven bodies, soon to be nine
i’m on the clock b*tch, i’m on that time
i don’t shoot two’s, imma cut through
room 87, yeah you finna’ die
red stains on my white tee
whole block asleep, they don’t like me
man i’m really out here like a misfit, but yo sh*t ending up on liveleak
only color that i ever see is all red, yeah no hi*c
everybody looking out the windows, room 87, for a high beam

yeah, just like ken carson, i’ve been fighting my demons, they tag team
yeah, imma cut him into three, looking like neopolitan ice cream
yeah, i’m tryna’ catch him, then i’m tryna’ cut him up, this is my pipe dream
hop in the bimmer, we finna’ beam up, as long as you don’t cross me

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