Rozz Dyliams, GRIMBURTON - Bitch Cutter lyrics

[Rozz Dyliams, GRIMBURTON - Bitch Cutter lyrics]

Slit Cut Slit Cut Cut
Yeah I rock my scrubs and do
What the fuck I want
Three Sixteen L cut you all the way to hell
I be smoking blunts before your
Operation what's the smell
What the heck bitch it's young Jeck
Groin to the neck
Disembowel with no gloves just to
Get my hands wet
Touch my money get my bands wet
Flip my handset Yellow!
You best check the county morgue cause
I just sent your man below
Because eine liebe the surgery
Rozzy schneidet dem Kopf
You don't know what I can do
Missiles ripping and flying fool
Committed to the surgery
Committing homicide on you
Code Blue - I see you
You and yours flying through
Love the feeling of a pair of
Scissors when it's slicing you
Got some tricks up my sleeve
Turn you into Christopher Reeves
In my treehouse of terror no one
Do it quite like I do
Enemies wanna violate ya
Bitches wanna eavesdrop
My mansion is a morgue I just
Let the damn deceased rot
Heat cock got you bitches flying
Like a geese flock
Matter of fact you pussies rolled
Up on the OBG' doc
Full pack laughing crazy letting
My fucking teeth rot
Hit you in the head with a brick then
Hit the stupid ass fucking weed shop
Daha Doha Doha hee haw
K2 cowboy kill ya when I see ya
Boy, I'm bout to throw a bombay po' up
Knife tip impaling tear your
Bitches throat up

Find me in Norway chilling in the forest
Posted up in the shed
Fucking something gorgeous
Fill em up with dirt
Throw em with the corpses
Head back to the fortress
All my tools cordless drilling
Drilling all my victims willing
They tell me that is thrilling
So you better start digging
Cause theres bodies to the ceiling and
Theres bodies in the basement
Never take the mask off
Underneath I'm faceless
Tell me when the bass hit's
Show me where the face split's
Remove all the skin so I can
Make a Louis bag bitch
Haters wanna act like I'm
Something that I'm not
I've been alive so long if I
Wait I'd see em rot tie that rope
Round the neck pull it hard
Hear em' pop i'm the dead man on the block
Bloodstains on my crocs
Let em' all talklet me see your Glock
I'll even stand still while you
Try to take the shot bitch

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