"I Kill Em Better" lyrics

Certified Psychos (Twiztid, Blaze Ya Dead Homie & ABK) Lyrics

"I Kill Em Better"

"Back to the animalistic. The monster that lies within each of us..."

Let me kill 'em, I'mma kill 'em all better than you
Watch me stab it to the handle on my finishing move
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head, leave me alone, I'll stab you straight to a ghost
I'm conversating with my axe that wants to kill you the most
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head

Stretch 'em elastic, [?] plastic, [?] be storm, silicone
Blood, skin and bone of bodies of those to add to my throne to sit upon
[?] and actors get up on, killing me nightly all in my path
Slaughter 'em all, turn me a loss, worshiping a golden calf
Revelations, seven branches, seven trumpets, seven wraths
Born upon the Earth, how much time you think you gonna last?
Documents, closin records, weighing everything you're worth
Four beasts let loose, and it's evil that they will purge

I kill 'em better and leave that to letter in form of a body that's missing a torso
Nothing redder than blood as I scream bloody murder, the top of my lungs with a sore throat
I'm a maniac monsta kill 'em, cut off their faces for being imposters
All you chain biters and you weak rydas and you wannabe rappers and rosters
I've been at work, sharpening blades, digging some holes in the dirt
Shadows, they lurk, you just a phase with too many stab holes in your shirt
Swing away, break a rib cage, going wrist deep with a switchblade
Killing sick sheep 'cause they bitch-made and the scream sound like a serenade in my head

Let me kill 'em, I'mma kill 'em all better than you
Watch me stab it to the handle on my finishing move
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head, leave me alone, I'll stab you straight to a ghost
I'm conversating with my axe that wants to kill you the most
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head

Get torch, grab knife, grab knife, grab knife
Chop, cut, stab, slice, stab, slice, stab, slice
You would never last like all my victims in the past might
Turn it on myself and end it all in a flashlight
Flickers to my last light, fire in a crash site
Buried 'cause I'm trash, fighting demons off with gas
And a lighter, and my grip grows tighter
And your face turns whiter, and my smile gets wider

You're done, game over, kill 'em dead, dig a hole with a dozer
Lucky boy who got that clover, hut one to two - underground soldier
In a field way low I'm watchin', first one that move I'm droppin'
That body sure will be floppin', should've known who's path y'all crossin'
You kill, but I slay better, so clean like my name's Dexter
Your words can hurt, but mine will have ya seeking out for shelter
Come see the way I kill, precise with so much skill
Your traps are filled with gats, but mine are set to make 'em spill

Let me kill 'em, I'mma kill 'em all better than you
Watch me stab it to the handle on my finishing move
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head, leave me alone, I'll stab you straight to a ghost
I'm conversating with my axe that wants to kill you the most
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head
Let me kill 'em, I'mma kill 'em all better than you
Watch me stab it to the handle on my finishing move
I'm a killer out my mind, ain't nobody leaving here alive, tonight
I'm out my head, I'm out my head!

"... And even bullets can't stop me"


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