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Shocking Murders (feat. Rozz Dyliams) Lyrics


Chuckklez Shocking Murders (feat. Rozz Dyliams)

[Hook]
I can't seem to control my brain (x3)
When it comes to shocking murders I turn insane [x2]

[Verse 1: Chuckklez]
Nothing seems to be alright but thoughts around fractured brain
As I woke up in my bedroom lying on top of a f..cking grizzly scene
With a hooker that's right next to me beheaded from the shoulders
Fucking ass naked beneath the sheets she was causing me to have a wicked boner
I don't give a damn if y'all call me sick or the way that I do this to kill a bitch
I'm a boogeyman (?)
Rather by chainsaw doesn't even matter cause I'm even gonna brainwash
Leave you brutalized in your very own home
With your tongue ripped out with a hatchet through your dome
See I don't really like to use f..cking guns
To give you a quick death isn't any fun
Instead of (?)
And the way that you end up isn't any pleasant when your hanging from a noose with a mouth full of 'testiness
Should of (?)
Take them f..cking years with no clues to find out where they be
When I'm chilling with the homie Ross smoking on some good ass lemon tree

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Rozz Dyliams]
Four hands and four saws and the foresight to go through with this
When I swing down and give you brain hemorrhage I got blood on me like Lugubrious
You a stupid bitch and it just make me mad but you know Rozzy always on some other shit
It ain't no thang to bang bang and let your brains hang and let the true color drip
Holler Joan cut ya from the collarbone down to the motherfucking dick
Don't you know I'm sick up in the brain mang cock back aim it let it rip
Dylan only do demented shit if and it consecutive life sentences
I had a vision so I wet the bed again cause I got a fetish for dismemberment
Picked a hitchhiker up in Gilroy killjoy clownin' with the bitch
Cut her head off with a pocketknife and threw it in a field outside of Pleasanton
I was doing dandy when I woke up then the emotion built up and dropped a bomb
I was listening to closed casket thinking about how much I hate my f..cking Mom
I was seeing red and then I started feeling autopilot coming on strong
Blacked out woke up in a meat freezer with blood and guts all on my Sean John
Couldn't understand what way was up or down I had to find my way back home and look
Had to check my book for an entry from one of the nights before what the f..ck
[Hook]
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