prod qaeda

art by @n3k0_manc3r

(lyrics)
these pussies always lookin at me talkin all the time
break in and take everyones spine
keep quiet you know ur gonna die
ur soul is mine

i got more weapons than the US army 
always bring a rifle when i pull up to the party
me and orget in the function wit the zombies
snort 10 pills that i pressed and it’s molly

bitch i’m cracking credit cards like my cousin drownindark
fill you with formaldehyde than put my knife inside your heart
i just made you press restart
then i took your body parts
dug a hole threw the rest of you in it
all your friends forgot

walk around in yo hood wit 3 fucking knocks on me
bust his noggin open now i got his ass stuttering
then i bash him again and all you hear is muttering
then i bash him again and you can’t hear a thing

rip your stomach open squeeze the pills out and eat them
then i’ll cut your fucking head off to make sure you’re not breathing
i think i’m sick in the head i can help it
 shotgun shells fill your rib cage with pellets

(hardstyle)
concrete drum with a dead body in it
put you in a black bag and then wrap it with a ribbon
now you got a toe tag killed you wit a drum mag 
and now your on table waiting for all of your incisions

like a car crash ima leave her fucking neck broken
you’d look so much better with your guts ripped open
take all your organs you’re alive an autopsy
sell em make a profit and then mutilate your dead body

i just filled the stick wit hollow tips in the clip
and im gonna put a shiv in your ribs stupid bitch
i just wanna take your face off and all that shitty makeup
your on the fucking hitlist i’m gonna cross your name off

airstrike at yo house if you talking bout us
and now that fuckboy crying cuz we blew his house up
i’m finna hit my plug and then snort a fucking ounce up
broken glass between your jaws kick your fucking mouth shut

AHGHH UGHH
FUCK

TAKING SELFIES WITH THE CARCASS IN MY BASEMENT [QAEDA]

vocals and beat by me

art by @bezbique.clayguy

lyrics: i think that i have an addiction to killing posers
get inside the bathtub then i drop the toaster
walk into the mall and then i left that shit vacant

i think that i have an addiction to killing posers
get inside the bathtub then i drop the toaster
walk into the mall and then i left that shit vacant
taking selfies with the carcass in my basement

i took too many xanz my fucking body isn’t functioning
i just wanna see you suffering
ill disfigure him so stay inside and talk 
i’m gonna chop all your limbs off

i wanna see what your insides look like
i wanna chop up your body up until i see bone
i just wanna cut off your air supply 
i just wanna leave you dead in your home

i’m feeling sick you i feel like a zombie
took 10 bullets to kill the paparazzi
i’ll shoot at your limbs for exposing my body
i’ll never tell you where i hid the body
rigor mortis set in you’ll be dead in a second
how many body the news said “11”
outside your crib wit a chainsaw revin’
outside your crib wit a blank expression 
schizophrenic homicide there is no exception 
bitch i’m possessed and i got a weapon 

hi my names vomit and i’ll be your surgeon
no anesthetics yeah this one’ll hurt 
i’ll let you scream let you cry let you jerk and
i disfigured you while wearing my merch

last stab wound killed her theres no sequel 
this isn’t the place to be
they locked me up for killing people i just wanna new face for me

i love killing posers 
hang yourself with a rope
hear the chainsaw motor
kick the bucket and  

1 dead body inside a puddle of blood
2 unregistered illegal guns
3 posers and they better fucking run 
4 different weapons covered in your guts
5 you’re not alive anymore i took your soul away
6 witnesses all dead in the same day
7 was the number of the bodies i ate
i 8 all the organs and it was great

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