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lirik lagu headhunters – ware-wolff

[intro: ware*wolff]
hahahahaha
yo, grewsum, twisted insane, chuckklez. the bearer of death

[verse 1: ware*wolff]
she’s blood red, be the bearer of death
i got the bone*saw swept, then i take your head
have your eyes roll back, i’m a sodomist
leave you dead with dissections, the rest are ripped to shreds
size you up with the fresh meats, await the gate*smith
your head’s lightweight, send brains to thе bas*m*nt
turn your face both ways and еmbrace the hatred
i separate and get head for days
i will be right back, just wait a minute
with the saw or an axe, any way you’re finished
it’s a game so twisted, i’m tangled in it
ride just like shout “strangle b*tches!”
pain with pleasure came from seeing faces rearranged
like an obsession with aggression, a confession of an insane
sinister surgeon, your reconstruction undergoes
i’ll knock your dome clear off your f*cking shoulders
neck lift up like toes
wasteland the disbanded, forgotten shoved ’em down below
remaining devilish foes, now only evil shall grow
let go, feel hatred flow and rushing through your veins, racing to show
i step up on it, straight demonic flows
atomic bomb’s melodic though
iconic blows, i prod and poke
got a monster glow with carnage shown
that’s overflown with misery, woes
so we’re gonna make you vomit hoe
[chorus: chuckklez]
i want your f*cking head, b*tch
never gonna stop ’til you’re dead as sh*t
once it’s finally off i leave your body for the maggots
you’re gonna look so beautiful with the rest of my collection
then i’ll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation

[verse 2: twisted insane]
look, while you people yell “geronimo”
i be laughing at you b*tches while the sh*t is really comical
hit you up and told you we gon’ meet up for the fade
and you was running, telling n*ggas like you running to your mama though
you don’t want no drama though
cut him up into pieces
i release the type of demon that you motherf*ckers run from
here i come*come when i’m stepping with the automatic weapon at your neck and bringing death when i dump one
and always i be on my brain sh*t
i am ready, the machete’s what i came with
so quit your wolfing for the whooping, turn the k sh*t
you wanna catch a one*on*one blood, you ain’t sh*t
i’ll put your body in gasoline, i’ma torch you
i’m coming hotter than some lava b*tch, i’m scorching
you try to come with the infiltrate at my fortress
i’ll put you in the river, n*ggas should’ve been aborted
k!ll ’em, put ’em in gas and then i burn ’em with the match, somebody handle that
pound and put the body in the ground and i’ma drown a rat
catch a n*gga slipping in the alley but i’m down to pack
you run and fetch your mama, bury you around the back
i’m really brainsick, ain’t no fairytale
k!ll ’em all up and put ’em in the trash with the dog sh*t
that’s where you belong, f*ck a song
i will catch you on the road at a show
brainsick n*ggas talk
[chorus: chuckklez]
i want your f*cking head, b*tch
never gonna stop ’til you’re dead as sh*t
once it’s finally off i leave your body for the maggots
you’re gonna look so beautiful with the rest of my collection
then i’ll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation

[verse 3: grewsum]
it’s gore galore
spazzing out and i’m growing h*rns
blacking out then i stab ’em down and i grab the crown
i’m the overlord of this horrorcore
there’s more in*store, bet it, get it
sick in the brain, this is all authentic
been in the game for a long haul
wrecking everybody in my way, left ’em all dissected
hogtied, turn ’em into rawhide
next, it’s a long ride sitting with a long knife next to ’em
alright, we can do it all night
necks slit and who’s next? you can bet all my exes is
next step, put her in the trunk cause the b*tch dead
she thought she was getting f*cked, she was misled
dipped out, didn’t clean it up, left a big mess
sick f*ck, never give it up, i’ma rip flesh
been f*cked up way before the infection
ripped out guts left only in sections
picked up sl*ts, let ’em hold the erection
and the b*tch gets stuck with the point of a weapon
hunt to take heads so i formed a collection
can’t stop now cause i got an obsession
my norm is performing dissections
then i finished it up quick and i’m on to the next one
[chorus: chuckklez]
i want your f*cking head b*tch
severing it off ’til you’re dead as sh*t
once it’s finally off i’ll leave your body for the maggots
you’re gonna look so beautiful in the rest of my collection
then i’ll move on to your family to prevent the hesitation

- ware wolff

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