tails.net - killriddle lyrics
[intro]
an open laptop, logged into a darknet marketplace, with close to five years of illegal transactions
it was as simple as this, the officer pulled the usb stick, and it was all over
[chorus]
yuh, try to track me, you won’t find me, b*tch
i got bodies underneath the floorboards, organs in the f*ckin’ fridge, haha
i got my usb, don’t pull that sh*t
the feds just took it out, and now the operation went encrypt
[verse 1]
(yeah) i’m sellin’ organs on the f*ckin’ internet, b*tch
choppin’ up your body, i love choppin’ off your head, b*tch
watch you f*ckin’ die and suffer, screamin’ out for help, b*tch
n0body gonna hear except the viewers on my set, b*tch
aha, i am that motherf*cker (yuh)
you just useless f*ckin’ scum, i wanna watch you f*ckin’ suffer
i want to shoot my f*ckin’ gun and cut you with my cutter
i wanna watch you f*ckin’ crush up in my motherf*ckin’ shutter
[bridge]
i swear i found my b*tch on best gore
when you see my bl**dy apr*n, you know what i’m dressed for
which way will you die? i guess we’ll see what my viewers request for
i got tails on my pc, once i’m done, there’s nothing to arrest for
i swear i found my b*tch on best gore
when you see my bl**dy apr*n, you know what i’m dressed for
which way will you die? i guess we’ll see what my viewers request for
i got tails on my pc, once i’m done, there’s nothing to arrest for
[interlude]
(i’m so f*ckin’ scared, the feds on my f*ckin’ d*ck, oh sh*t)
[chorus]
yuh, try to track me, you won’t find me, b*tch
i got bodies underneath the floorboards, organs in the f*ckin’ fridge, haha
i got my usb, don’t pull that sh*t
the feds just took it out, and now the operation went encrypt
[verse 2]
there’s blood up on my walls, but i clean it up
put your organs in the blender quickly, just to mix it up
b*tch, i pour the codeine in my drink, so i— (ha, shut the f—)
grab my f*ckin’ sewing kit so i can f*ckin’ stitch you up
yeah, i’m nothin’ but a f*ckin’ junkie, on the dark web, b*tches love me
make way more than you, it’s funny, doubled daily, bl**dy money
don’t come ’round as if you my buddy, you won’t get no free sh*t from me
everything i do, you study, talk your sh*t, but, b*tch, stay bummy, b*tch
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