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lirik lagu home alone – new mayhem

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[verse 1:]
i’m in your house, bruh
i’m on your street, bruh
i’m in an unmarked van making plans to abscond with the bands, salt your walk, then -ssault ya
i am across the lane
i am right next door
followed ya boy illinois to new york, drop dead in bird droppings if you’re tryna score the pork
i do not speak
until you see the piece
by then, blow your friend in his gems, come again if you’re thirsty for morphine (scream)
get a fistful
take it face first
sp-ce jam paint cans til your skull bursts, put you in a trance with the four-brick blitz spurts

[chorus:]
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone

[verse 2:]
they go for my tools, they get flattened
they go for my slime, off the ladder
they go for my drip, they get shocked
they stand beneath me, they get rocked
pull on my string, get the iron
stepping to me, you get mired
head in the door, catch this fire
cross my line, turn men to flyers
hand to my name, you get burned
put yourself in the toilet, you t-rd
at the end of my rope, you get flamed
flood down the house, you get blamed
shovel to dome, you’ll get buried
turn off the lights, it gets scary
ask for a tip, you’ll get shot at
knock out a tooth, where the doc at?

[chorus:]
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone

[verse 3:]
make em stomp on gl-ss and they’re heads get smashed and they drink rat poison to weakness
make em shriek and then freak and then squeak and their lungs cave in and they can’t be speaking
it be heard in their chest
(budda-bump budda-bump budda-bump budda-bump)
and they’re leaking their britches
i don’t even snitch cause i like digging ditches and planting them out of commission
and i make it my mission to mangle and strangle and wrangle these outlaws from business
so i stick it to animals filthy to make it the messiest merriest christmas

[chorus:]
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone
don’t call for mom, don’t try the phone
don’t ever let me catch you when you’re
home alone

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