:lyrics for us guys: Intro: Nightmare On Elm Street] "One, two, Freddy's coming for you Three, four, better lock your door Five, six, grab your crucifix Seven, eight, gonna stay up late Nine, ten, never sleep-" FUCKTHEPOPULATION [Verse 1: $LICK $LOTH] Pullin' up with the pump, slugs that'll make you slumped Drugs always keep me numb, wake up in the mornin' just to pop some Bitch, it's FUCKTHEPOPULATION Bodies in my basement Lord of the forsaken, watchin' bitches fornicatin' (shit!) Lucifer, Beelzebub, Satan Triple six be my language (ayy) Smokin' on something that's flagrant (ayy) Shootin' up something that's tainted (ayy!) Raindrops cover my dreadlocks Mood 21 Savage, that Red Opps Might get my face tatted with a tear drop Shell-shocked leavin' bodies on the sidewalk Lower-level dwelling, now the devil rocking FTP Ruby setting trends, but in the end, he wants his breath to cease Leopard print all on his body, body hangin' off the Sphinx Ruby got a plan involving firestorms thinnin' out the herd Ruby got a plan to see the locusts swarm, poisoning the dirt Ruby gonna find his death and flirt Ruby got his motherfucking heart torn, cut up into thirds Ruby got a broken oath, he once swore, take him back to church Ruby bloody fist up her skirt.
Hidan---I nickname him Captain Suicidy: The ultimate self-immolating emo kid. He could never die and all he had to do was have one nano drop of your blood and he could turn your body into a plaything as he saw fit. Captain Suicidy....You are so fucking amazing!!!!
can we just appreciate that the akatsuki whiped kakashi with just taijutsu i love an organization that just fucks main characters with hand to hand cause it shows with no hax theyd be out classed
Slickity Sloth the butcher creeping through with that mystic style Smoking on whatever Been a junkie since I was a child Everytime I think of death I start to gon and crack a smile Never gave no fuck about this life and that's me keeping it mild Killer gorilla maniac Put their ashes on my blunt The police keep hollering "Where they at?" Buried them in front the lawn The scarecrow with silent weapons I pull the trigger then disperse The bodies get dumped in acid so they have no need of a hearse Looking at the window like I'm staring at a television Smoking just to pass the time Slick had died and Christ has risen Listen to the sixes hissing Tipping crucifixes Missing pieces in my wrist it seems I'm sleeping Chest beating ceases Riding in the Cadillac with cataracts Lungs black and chapped Should have put a cap on those ashes Lacking in fashion Fuck getting cashed out bitch I'm lacking You're plastic, recyclable and everlasting
