saw in you - paranoah, king gordy lyrics
[verse 1: paranoah]
(hahahaha—ha! yah, ha)
stop—wait a minute
rearrange your face picasso: painted image
quickest fl!ck of the wrist could skin a b*tch, tailor*fitted
swiftly make a difference
y’all misled—my stainless aim consistent
they say i’m deranged and twisted
say bas*m*nt living, brain ingesting
gave a baby infant lemonade with razors in it
told him to stop crying—i only do top fives when i make a hit list
suburban ’til lines is blurred
whips swerving behind the curb
and shatter glass faster than heisenberg
giving lectures—understand [?] this
no dеscription better than
michael vick and son of sam
mixеd together, uh—
start barging, dog [?]
carbon monoxide—windows up
[?] up, pentagrams, hands connected
channeling, chanting hexes, exorcisms
fetish for anorexic women, uh
bad to the bone—slashing acetone
fl!cking the bic lighter, spitting a [?] fire
cynical, a miserable mess
missing bolts, screws
not the sharpest tool, but enough [?] strength to
rip apart your waist and start a chainsaw in you
[chorus: paranoah]
i don’t know what the f*ck i saw in you
i don’t know what the f*ck i saw in you
i don’t know what the f*ck i saw in you
i don’t know what the f*ck i saw in you
i don’t know—hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah
[verse 2: king gordy]
hahahahaha, ha!
mr. ditch digger—the b*tch k!ller
slips six different inch scissors in a b*tch n*gga
a manic n*gga hits a cripple
your cynic, sinister scriptures—it gets iller
now picture a sick k!ller
sticking his big d*ck in your little sister
then meat*cleaver her beaver until she’s disfigured
this a legion of demons that’s coming this winter
and i will lead them—
i’m screaming until the pitch enters your soul
now you [?], this b*tch is getting injured
and i’ll be front and center
pumping nut all up in ya
’til a baby f*cking in ya
i’m a sick man, with a sick plan
to put a kickstand in your ass
can you f*cking withstand the pain?
hey—i don’t wanna scare anyone
i just wanna k!ll (k!ll, k!ll)
why the f*ck did everybody run? (run, run)
just wanna taste you on (on) my (my)
t**th, cheeks, and tongue
eat your f*cking flesh like i’m brotha lynch hung
lord vader
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