Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Torture, artist - Kold-Blooded. Album song Tsukuyomi, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.02.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bazz Mafia
Song language: English
Torture |
S, sneakin up out of the House of Drip bitch and I’m drippin like ooze |
A, after the murder is done I will not even clean up my shoes |
D, dylan we fallin' off in it so hard I could get on the news |
I, I am the one with the ana with everything other than truth |
S, sick in the head with the virus but what you gon' do |
T, takin the bank (?) and I’m buckin and stuck in a devilish mood |
I, island of bodies in a bloody ocean and I’m on the top |
C, creatin' and boomin' a frequency makin' you drop |
T, tearin it down with psycho sounds and mystic shit |
O, over and over again when we stompin' you down like a bitch |
R, Rolling H1 with Kold Blooded ready with the switch |
T, tickin just like a bomb about to erupt quick |
U, using tools and making you drop it off like this |
R, ready or not I’m coming out the house with a half-moon clip |
E, easily execute eradication when you make me click |
S, slither away like a snake as I vanish and tighten my grip |
HOOK |
One look in my eyes |
And your mind is mine |
Hypnotized, Now your bein crucified |
Paralyzed tryin to escape but caint |
And died in vain while screamin |
Wishin this all wasn’t torture… |
KOLD-BLOODED: |
Fuck all my enemies |
Fuckem all up |
Pile all the bodies |
In bags in my trunk |
Then ill be takin’em str8 to the lake |
And i’ll smoke a whole blunt |
While im watchin’em sink |
You don’t wanna see |
Kold-Blooded get down |
Murderous shit |
That i think is profound |
Round after round |
Is the sound of the dead, in my head |
And they keep tellin me to go raw,… |
I’m like that muthaphukkin-movie Saw |
Make it a game, as i put you through pain |
Really im teachin you lessons |
I just have a method |
That people may label insane |
Really i shouldn’t be rappin bout it |
The beautiful thing, is the people who doubt it |
Because they become my next victims |
Never knew what hit’em |
I getem, while theyre in their houses… |
But the problem is, that i really love it |
So ill never ever wanna ever give it up… |
Then i take it to another fuckin level |
When i light up all the candles |
And begin to cut… |
OFF — both your eyelids… |
Sew your mouth shut — for silence… |
So you can’t call me selfish |
-your so precious |
While your cryin… |
As the tears run down your face |
Into that cup |
Thats right beside it,… |
I take a couple sips |
And start to trip |
I’m so excited |
--- now we’re really getting to the good part |
I can’t deny it |
I’ll pretend to let you go |
And let you run |
While i start drivin'… |
HOOK |