YEA its short run it back twice Br uh hhhhhh
cover art by me
@fuckscorn @bodiesongorestreet

LYRICS:
FUCK A FOID CARD
BITCH IM TOTING SHOTGUN
PULL UP TO YO BLOCK I GOT KILLTAKULAR IN SHOTGUN
ZIPLOCK FULL OF ROBOTABS I THINK ITS TIME TO POP ONE
BITCH I GOT A LEAD-FOOT IN THAT HEARSE IM GOIN MACH-1 
TALK ABOUT YOURSELF YOU THINK YOU BOSSED UP BUT YOU NOT ONE
FUCK A SHIESTY, BITCH I GOT A SKIN MASK 'FOR I ROB SUM
YOU SHOULD BACK THAT SHIT UP 'FOR YOU GET ONLINE AND TALK SUM
BET YA BITCH CAN HIDE BUT I CAN TELL YOU RN SHE CANT RUN

RUN FROM ME GOT A BIG DAWG HE A CRASH DUMMY
FINGERS BLUE AND RED, COUNTIN BLOOD MONEY
BIG MOUTH? YOU AINT GETTIN SHIT FROM ME
GET YA HEAD KNOCKED THINKIN SHITS FUNNY
GET YA TEETH KNOCKED GET YA SMILE GUMMY
SQUAD FULL OF RATS WHOLE GANG SCUMMY
BRASS KNUCKS LEAVE HIS FUCKIN NOSE RUNNY 

FUCK A FOID CARD
BITCH IM TOTING SHOTGUN
PULL UP TO YO BLOCK I GOT KILLTAKULAR IN SHOTGUN
ZIPLOCK FULL OF ROBOTABS I THINK ITS TIME TO POP ONE
BITCH I GOT A LEAD-FOOT IN THAT HEARSE IM GOIN MACH-1 
TALK ABOUT YOURSELF YOU THINK YOU BOSSED UP BUT YOU NOT ONE
FUCK A SHIESTY, BITCH I GOT A SKIN MASK 'FOR I ROB SUM
YOU SHOULD BACK THAT SHIT UP 'FOR YOU GET ONLINE AND TALK SUM
BET YA BITCH CAN HIDE BUT I CAN TELL YOU RN SHE CANT RUN

☻☻☻

BLOOD MONEY [PROD. SCORN]

BITE YOUR TONGUE [PROD. SCISSORHANDS/JACKSAW]

COVER BY ME PROD ME 
JOIN TELE: https://t.me/scissorparty

lyric
STAGGER THROUGH THE HALLS WITH YO LEGS LIMP
YEA IM RIGHT BEHIND YA GOT THE SLUGGER WITH THE NAILS BITCH
WHOLE FUCKIN GANG ON SOME MUFUCKIN CREEP SHIT
WAKE UP POP SOME ROBOTABS AND KILL AND THEN REPEAT IT
PEEL HIS FACE BACK WITH THIS BOWIE KNIFE AND KEEP IT
CUZ WHEN I ROB A BITCH IM GONNA WEAR IT THEY WONT SEE SHIT
I DONT EAT AT ALL, NEED A BB SO THE JEANS FIT
ENVELOPE TO THE FEDS I HEARD THEY DRY HEAVIN 

WALKIN MAD CROOKED WITH THESE ZOMBIES IN MY POCKET
DONT PULL BACK THE MASK  YOU GON SEE SOME EMPTY SOCKETS
IDK HOW I PULL BITCHES CUZ I SMELL LIKE FUCKIN VOMIT
CALL MY MOSSBERG A    CUZ I TOOK IT OUT THE CLOSET 
I CANT STOP COUGHIN 
CUZ I LIKE IT COLD WHEN I PUSH IN YEA I BEEN ON COFFINS
RUN THAT FUCKIN MOUTH WAIT TILL I CATCH YIOU BITCH YOULL STOP TALKIN
WHEN THE PIGS FLY THATS THE DAY THAT IMA STOP POPPIN 
YE BITCH THATS NOT AN OPTION, FUCK

STAGGER THROUGH THE HALLS WITH YO LEGS LIMP
YEA IM RIGHT BEHIND YA GOT THE SLUGGER WITH THE NAILS BITCH
WHOLE FUCKIN GANG ON SOME MUFUCKIN CREEP SHIT
WAKE UP POP SOME ROBOTABS AND KILL AND THEN REPEAT IT
PEEL HIS FACE BACK WITH THIS BOWIE KNIFE AND KEEP IT
CUZ WHEN I ROB A BITCH IM GONNA WEAR IT THEY WONT SEE SHIT
I DONT EAT AT ALL, NEED A BB SO THE JEANS FIT
ENVELOPE TO THE FEDS I HEARD THEY DRY HEAVIN 

CREEP ROB REPEAT 
GLOCK TUCKED I CATCH U HIDIN UNDER THEM SHEETS
NIGHT NIGHT JUST GO TO SLEEP
ILL DISOLVE YOU IN A TUB ITS NOT ENOUGH TO DIG DOWN SIX DEEP
WHATS UP BOSS WANNA  BE LIKE ME?
WHATS UP BOSS WANNA CREEP LIKE ME?
PAY ATTENTION REPEAT AFTER ME
CREEP ROB REPEAT
X8

POP OUT LIKE THE GRUDGE
WHEN I FUCK YO BITCH IMA DO IT WITH A GRUDGE
SHIT THAT IM SIPPIN GOT ME WALKIN WITH A CRUTCH
BITCH I BEEN LIMPIN CUZ MY CUP FULL OF SLUDGE
CHECK  YO FUCKIN WINDOW BITCH
CHECK YO FUCKIN WINDOW IM BEHIND YA IMA STICK MY KNIFW INSIDE YA DRAG YA TO THE FOREST HIDE YA 
SAID I CARE BUT I DONT I JUST SAID I DID
I GOT FUCKIN ROCKS ON MY THROAT WHEN IM STEPPIN IN

CREEP ROB REPEAT 
GLOCK TUCKED I CATCH U HIDIN UNDER THEM SHEETS
NIGHT NIGHT JUST GO TO SLEEP
ILL DISOLVE YOU IN A TUB ITS NOT ENOUGH TO DIG DOWN SIX DEEP
WHATS UP BOSS WANNA  BE LIKE ME?
WHATS UP BOSS WANNA CREEP LIKE ME?
PAY ATTENTION REPEAT AFTER ME
CREEP ROB REPEAT
X8

CREEP, ROB, REPEAT [PROD. SCISSORHANDS]

gorestreet.net 
cover by reyna 


YEA THE TRUNK GOT A SHOVEL IN IT
DIG A CORPSE UP AND PUT A LIL SOMETHIN IN IT
REAL MUNT STAR CAN’T BE CAUGHT WITH LIVIN BITCHES
GIVE INTO THE URGE NEVER TRY AND FIGHT THE SICKNESS
MY TOYOTA CAMRY GOT A STENCH IN THE TRUNK
IMA REAL MUNTSTAR DEAD THROATS MAKE ME BUST
ME AND KILLTAK POPPIN ROBOTABS ON THE BUS WHEN WE GET TO THE MORGUE THEN IT’S TIME TO DRAG NUTS 
IMA NECROPHILIAC 
HEARD U BROKE 
YOU DON’T TOUCH BREAD LIKE YOU GOT CELIACS
IF THE CORPSE IN FRONT OF ME AIN’T COLD THEN I CAN’T BEAT IT YET
I CAN’T GET A HARD ON BECAUSE THE BITCH AIN’T BLEEDING YET 

I GRAB I GRAB MY SHOVEL OUT THE BACK THEN I DIG I DIG INTO THE GROUND FAST
I PULL THE CORPSE UP OUT THE GROUND AND USE IT’S FUCKIJG MOUTH AND THEN I THROW THAT SHIT AWAY JUST LIKE IT’S TRASH

I LOVE IT WHEN THE MOUTH DRY
I DONT NEED SALIVA FOR ME TO HAVE A GOOD TIME
CUMMING ON HER HAIR SHE DONT CARE WHAT I DO
THATS WHY I MUNT DEAD BITCHES AND IM NOT FUCKING YOU
BOSS SHIT BUMPING GUCCI MANE IN THE GRAVEYARD
I JUST LOVE ROTTEN BITCHES ONLY THING THAT MAKE ME HARD
ME AND CRAIG GOT CAUGHT MUNTING COULDNT FUCKING STOP
BIG ASS 45. BRUH I START TO SHOOT DA FUCKING COPS
IM WITH MY FUCKING MUNT BUDDY
BITCH WE DIGGING IN THE DIRT TRYNA FIND A FUCKING BODY
WHEN I PULL IT OUT THE GROUND BITCH YOU KNOW I GOTTA FUCK
BITCH IM DAPPING CRAIG UP WHILE IM JUMPING ON THE GUTZ


1 BODY 2 BODY 3 BODY 4 BODY 
IMA BONE HIS BITCH WHILE HE AT WORK CUZ SHE A HOMEBODY 
BEAT A MF TILL THEY CAN’T IDENTIFY
SKULLFUCKED WITH A CROWBAR TILL U LOOK LIKE NOBODY 

JUMP ON THE STOMACH FOR ME BITCH I AM A MUNT STAR X3
IF THE BODY COLD THEN U KNOW THAT IMA BUST HARD 
X2

CRAIG SCISSORHANDS, KILLTAK - SERIAL MUNTERS [PROD. SCISSORHANDS] #MUNTBUDDIES

WORDS TO THINK ABOUT

https://youtu.be/g0-F88c6Hrk?feature=shared

engineered by @hannevig
he puts on some balenci halfway thru the song

knock that boy in the head with a wire bat make his ass go UUUUGGGHHHHHHH
knock that boy in the head with a wire bat make his ass go AAAAAGGGHHHHHH

im boutta make hella bands hopping trends and not give credit
im boutta make hella bands jocking swag until i get it
im boutta make every creative person on the planet wanna fucking end it
i’m boutta cause a scene when i get called out cuz i can’t defend it

taking fit pics in the brooklyn monarch
look at my tab tub of lard shirt don’t it go hard 

i just pop out in balenci
balenciagaaaaaaaaaa

swagless bum (prod. hiisoulja)

SONG WITH MY BOYS MY DAY ONES 
RIP SCISSOR PARTY EP 
PROD SCORN
ART BY ME 
#shockfiends #gorestreet

COUGHIN TAR UP IN THE SINK I HIDE THE BRICKS UNDER
POP THE GLOCK THAT SHIT DISABLED I CAN’T STOP THE STUTTER
THROW THAT DUMB FUCK IN A BUSH LIKE HE FROM DOWN UNDER (shou t out hayden Lol) 
ID RATHER END MY SHIT THEN BE LIKE ALL U CLOWN SUCKERS
JUST BITE YOUR TONGUE, U TURN UR BACK U NOT MY BROTHER
BITCH DON’T PISS ME OFF TODAY U MIGHT NOT SEE ANOTHER 
TRASH BAGS IN THE AMAZON LIST I’M A REAL SNUFFER
WITH THEM SHOCK FIENDS AND I’M HOPPIN OUT THE FUCKIN GUTTER 

DECAYING DIRTY BODY, SICK AND ROTTING OFF THE BONE
STICK MY FINGERS INSIDE MY RIBS WHEN I SIT SILENCED ALL ALONE
WHEN I'M ALONE, IT SPEAKS THE MOST, INSIDE MY HEAD THERE SITS THE HOST
CANNOT SILENCE ALL COMMOTION, GRAB MY GUN, DRIVE DOWN THE ROAD
I GOT AN AR IN MY CLOSET I DONT NEED TO GRAB A ROPE
USE IT ON YOU THEN MYSELF, GARGLE BLOOD, BREATHE IN, AND CHOKE
ASH YOUR BODY, GRIND UP, SMOKE, GIVE YOUR DEAD MOTHER A POKE
I'M DEGENERATE AS FUCK, SNORT A HYDRO UP MY NOSE

DON’T LOVE ME? COME AND POP ME
I’M THE NUMBA ONE SHOCKFIEND
DUCT TAPE AND A TRASH BAG
ANYTHING TO NOT HEAR YO ASS TALKING
SHUT UP AND STOP SCREAMING
IF I DIDNT MAKE PAPE I WOULD STOP BREATHING
ALL U DUMB MFS SHOULD STOP BREEDING
IF U DON’T LIKE OUR SHIT U CAN SUCK PENIS HIT YA DA,MN SKULL GOT MY KNUCKS BLEEDIN 
I’M SO DAMN ROTTEN I CANNOT BELIEVE IT 
I GOT COMMAS STOCKED IN THE FRIDGE FREEZIN
I GOT HELLA ROCKS ON THE NECK GLEAMIN
BITCH I’M SIPPIN TAR GOT THE CUP BLEEDIN 
AND I’M PUFFIN SMOKE AT THE BOSS MEETIN
SIPPIN MAD TAR CAN’T WALK EVEN 
I’M ON GORE STREET WHEN ITS SHOCK SEASON

KICK THE DOOR IN WATCH YA NOGGIN POP
TAKE THE SHOTTY OFF MY BACK AND SHOOT YO MOM AND POPS
TAKE EM ALL INTO BASEMENT KILL HIM ON THE SPOT
HOLD A HOSTAGE, SLIT A THROAT GO AHEAD N GET THE SWAT
GUN EM DOWN ITS FULLY AUTOMATIC
SHOOTING BULLETS LIKE A MOVIE BITCH ITS CIMEMATIC
TOSSIN STICKS UP IN THE AIR JUST LIKE AN ACROBATIC 
WHEN THEY LAND BACK IN MY HAND THIS SHIT IS GETTING TRAGIC

I CANT STAND IT I CANT FUCKIN THINK STRAIGHT
I BEEN OFF A PILL FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS STRAIGHT 
CANT THINK STRAIGHT
WALK UP IN THE FUNCTION BAD BITCH YEA SHE KNOW MY NAME
I WALK UP IN THE FUNCTION WITH THAT K AND FUCKIN SPARK SOME FLAME
ION FUCK WITH WHITE HOES KICK EM OUT THE SPOT
POSTED UP WITH HEPTA ALL WE DO IS FUCKIN PLOT
POSTED ON THE COUCH MY HEAD HEAVY AND MY CHIN LOCKED 
FEEL LIKE MAX PAYNE I SEE THEM PILLS YOU KNOW I POP POP 

GET TURNED INTO A DEVOURMENT BAR
SIPPIN BILE WITH NO CHASER
IT’S HAPPY HOUR IN THIS BAR
THERE’S ENOUGH MEAT INSIDE YOUR MOUTH TO ADD DIGITS TO YOUR BMI
GETCHA PICKENS OF MEAT LOVERS OR YOUR DECEASED LOVERS ON YOUR PIE AND FRIES
UP IN SMOKE
VERY RAW
I’M ABOUT MY PAPER BOY
I GET PAID TO DICE YOU INTO PIECES ON MY TABLE BOY
CASTRATION IS MY GAME 
FEEDING LAMES TO THEIR LADIES AND BABIES IS MY MAIN THING

ROTTEN 2 THE CORE FT. REJECTEDREYNA, LUISPRODUCEDIT, KILLTAK, HEPTAKNOT [PROD. SCORN]

@CRAIGSCISSORHANDS @REJECTEDREYNA @SAWHLORE 

FELONY UP IN THE TRUNK
FELONY UNDER THE BED 
DO YOU HEAR ME IN YOUR SLEEP
WHEN I CRAWL UNDER THE BED
LEASH A OPP MF WALK HIM ROUND JUST LIKE A PET
YOU A BUZZ UP IN MY EAR YOU IS NOTHIN BUT A PEST
TELL MY BRO TO PASS THE DRAC ILL EXTERMINATE THE REST
IN THE NIGHTS 11TH HOUR IMA LAY YO ASS TO REST
FAT AND GREEDY MF ACTIN LIKE YOU JUST DEPRESSED
I LIKE MY BITCHES STRIPPED BUT I AINT NO KANYE WEST
I KNOW OUTSIDE IM SICK BUT INSIDE I FEEL THE BEST
KNOCKIN AT YOUR DOOR IMA UNINVITED GUEST
CROWBAR TO THE NOGGIN BLUNT FORCE IT MAKE A MESS
I AINT GOT A SINGLE OPP THAT AINT A FUCKIN ZEST

CAUGHT ON TAPE, THREE-TIME FELON, WE ARE NOT THE SAME
BEND THAT FUCKIN BONE BACK, VEINS ARE DANGLIN STRAIN TO STRAIN TO STRAIN
KNOCK YOUR FUCKIN TEETH OUT, HIT THE CAMERA, FOR THE FRAME
STOMP MY BOOT INTO YOUR SKULL, FINISH IT, NO FUCKING SHAME
TEETH HIT THE PAVEMENT, FALL ASLEEP, HEAR THE DEATH RATTLE
SNORIN ON THE GROUND, WALK AROUND YOUR CORPSE ON BLOODY GRAVEL
SELLING DEATH ON DVD, MONEY MADE WITH EVERY RUN
BRASS KNUCKLES FINISH UP, HEAR YOUR LAST BREATH WHEN IM DONE
I DON'T TAKE A LOSS, I TAKE A LIFE, 556. HIT
WHEN I CUT OPEN YOUR RIBS, MAKE SURE TO STICK MY DICK IN
WALK A MOTHERFUCKER DOWN IF HE THINK HE RUN SHIT
LOCK THE NECK, ARMS SINK, END ALL OF HIS FUNCTIONS

FELONY UP IN THE TRUNK
FELONY UNDER THE BED 
DO YOU HEAR ME IN YOUR SLEEP
WHEN I CRAWL UNDER THE BED
LEASH A OPP MF WALK HIM ROUND JUST LIKE A PET
YOU A BUZZ UP IN MY EAR YOU IS NOTHIN BUT A PEST
TELL MY BRO TO PASS THE DRAC ILL EXTERMINATE THE REST
IN THE NIGHTS 11TH HOUR IMA LAY YO ASS TO REST
FAT AND GREEDY MF ACTIN LIKE YOU JUST DEPRESSED
I LIKE MY BITCHES STRIPPED BUT I AINT NO KANYE WEST
I KNOW OUTSIDE IM SICK BUT INSIDE I FEEL THE BEST
KNOCKIN AT YOUR DOOR IMA UNINVITED GUEST
CROWBAR TO THE NOGGIN BLUNT FORCE IT MAKE A MESS
I AINT GOT A SINGLE OPP THAT AINT A FUCKIN ZEST

FELONY FIGHTS, MAKE SURE YOUR BLOOD NEVER DRIES 
FELONY FIGHTS, HEAR THE CRACKING OF YOUR FUCKIN MIND
FELONY FIGHTS, BROKEN JOINTS UPON THE FLOOR
FELONY FIGHT, MERCY NO MORE, NO MORE

CRAIG SCISSORHANDS, REJECTEDREYNA - FELONY FIGHTS [PROD. SAWHLORE]

I LIKE TO WATCH YOU SLEEP, SO CLOSE OUT BOTH YOUR EYES
EVEN IF YOU WERE DEAD, YOU'D MAKE A LOVELY WIFE
www.instagram.com/rejectedreyna/

lyrics:
genius.com/Rejectedreyna-webcam-stalker-lyrics


WEBCAM STALKER [prod. TAKIZAVA]

@craigscissorhands @fuckscorn 

hung upside down and treated like a pincushion 
i bet theyd puke if they found out what i do when nobodies lookin
when you croak my biggest inconvenience is the couch cushion 
im pissed as fuck i gotta buy them new, you spilled right onto it

that stained hair, that frail body
that mouth gagged, it stop talking
imprint x 4
that tar smoke, cant stop coughing
of rich blood, your begotten
imprint x 4

just put the ring down 'fore the beatdown
strung, flipped, you aint getting feet down
glock nine if ya fuckin speak down
corpse in the lake floatin deep down
call yo bitch she gon choke the d down
another open mouth that ill pee down
i aint happy till i see u bleed out 

dont touch the ring, yo blood gon fill the sink
fuck what you think nobody sees a thing
hung up from strings your body hung from strings
you piss a stream tortured for false greed


CRAIG SCISSORHANDS - A VIOLENT IMPRINT... [PROD. SCORN]

No one knows if he was born... or created.... Half man half messiah. Is he the saviour or bane?

M3ch0m4n

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