Представляем точный текст композиции "Murder" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Ill Bill . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Murder» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Ill Bill передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Ill Bill - "Murder"
Lyrics to Murder : MURDER, MURDER, MURDER KILL, KILL, KILL murder, murder hehehehe, murder MURDER, MURDER, MURDER KILL, KILL, KILL "At first I harass them, then I murder them" [x2] Last night a bitch bust my crib and found a carcass Tried to press charges But I walked free regardless Like, Tony Montana My trigger finger got stamina You mess around and Ill BLAM BLAM in ya Ramming your body parts down the cindering slots Im chopping your off then drop your pieces off a rooftop Re-animator Creator of the murder data The Terminator I murder, then I see you later Living dead, stomping the streets of Brooklyn like a zombie I come to eat your brain like a piece of salami Contaminate you like a biohazard Because Im a sick bastard 2000 maniacs call me master And they obey everything I say, no question Suicide, plus more confession maintain aggression Mr. Ill Bill brings your body to the blood feast Im the piece of corps condemned great tooled priest Bodies, on top of bodies I instigate mutilation Under federal investigations Kathy Pears disappeared like all the children 2000 maniacs locked in my building [Chorus x2] I get hyper with a butcher knife and a hash pipe But pack with parts all my brain cells apart Assorted body parts Im starting to stab and chop up Cover the floor with plasma, then I mop up Unless I get dressed to kill when I spill you guts, Ill Bill the butcher ghost doesnt do manorial Chop chop then pop, with the glock go get my clip, then flip and pop pop pop pop goes my gat Im flipping psychopathic spastic drastic nuclear plastic putting people to caskets All of a sacrifice Im gentle like Charles Manson Crematoria people sleeps in a glancing Ashes burnt, '-' undead, humanoid end of the sent a laving Like leukaemia, fights chemo therapy The brain cancer, extravaganza directs me, infects me condemns me to the Brooklyn floors Like price my pounce are stripes two heads like spikes make nice, nice since I got a nadge to grind I blind kids by poking out their eyes with my knifes So, die, die, die, drop dead, die you painted my face, popsicles to my brain Bronchitis, septic virus, verbal colitis bottom strides girls get on top of guys beyond the graves, slash in a bloodbath Bubble, bubble toys bring trouble zombies arrive, and youll all be adopted strapped with gats so - step - BACK [Chorus] I been twisting fresh hits and grotesque torsions I use a chainsaw, when Im performing an abortion I stack up bodies so back up , before I make my hatchet hack up, and use your lifebloods to grease the track up I grab you then I stab you in the skull with a scalpel Make your brain madder flatter and some part of rather doubtful Blood everywhere and your hardly even breathing I kick you to the face and make the flat line even theres no tomorrow Im the hardest stir of sorrow Beyond the gates and wait backwards like Bizarro Bizarre, strange, got maggots in my brains Faggots roll down the hill and burn, burn in the FLAMES [Chorus x2] [ Murder Lyrics ]
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