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Live For Myself
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This is a song that is about me living my life for myself, not to please anybody, not to f*** it up because of anyone....
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Dark horrorcore rap artist. I write some of the darkest songs youll ever heard
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Peak #665
Peak in subgenre #341
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Masked Reaper
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Masked Reaper
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November 15, 2007
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MP3 4.1 MB 128 kbps 4:31
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Some sh** in life has always made me have an anger problem and this is basically a "f*** you" song to that sh** ...
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Ive spent six days and seven nights Planning how to get this right... Mesmerised in jealous lies , i suffice tonight.... Because if i have to go through this, i will.... spent 23 years getting ready to strike for the kill I became ill, my will to fight grew so much stronger... The voice i was hearing wasnt mine any longer It whispered softly " your sent from above .... to kill this feeble being, go bath in his blood "... My heart runs black, decayed and unattached entered into hell and theres no running back Full of rage, armed with a blade , hate ablaze... I moved in while he was sleeping for the next stage... I dont need you to call me names just to hate you... hate you... I dont need you to beat my skin for me to hate you... hate you... hate you I paused for a second...... then i snapped... Along with his neck, face , skull and back.... One hit , two hits, three his.... four..... I hit him over and over just to see him bleed more The look on his face was laced with fear and pain His screaming voice was something that id love to hear again I was drunk as f*** and stuck to a rigid plan I tore out his heart and stored that sh** in a can Why? Because everytime i wondered if he cared... I can open this can and see a piece of him there Im a caring person, I keep the beast locked inside.... in case i think any motherf*** er's got to die... so What am i? A Sicko or just someone confused... I dunno, im still deciding which weapon to use.... Im not sick, but i can tell you what is.... His dirty slut wife getting f*** ed with his limbs.... I dont need you , i dont need... So theres a moral to this story... dont give up... If you got an abusive parent, just cut that f*** up... If they want to conrtol you, tell em shut the f*** up... Stand there naked with a knife with ur middle finger up Im living proof that the bad guy wins in the end.. I'll probably get sued for this sh** after starting a trend of kids murdering their dads, oh well... i aint give a f*** . I'll say it again so how bout you all listen up... Go Grab a blade and stab that f*** in the head.... I'll keep saying it till every single one of them's dead Then cook the body and chew til nothing is left Now dont u feel better getting that stuff off of ur chest??!!
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