Thrill of a thug official version

 

Prostitute's in church one foot in hearse

Can't seem to get these gears into fucking reverse

What's that a mother fuckin gat

My automatic always on free flow

I'm just waiting wanting to blow or,

my knife wanting to take a life

I've had it with these freaks

I'll put my foot in your face with one in my waist

its what you always embraced

 

 

Ooh

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

 

 

I'm back with a vengeance, no repentance, l ain't

here to confess

put mind ease down on bended knees

Before the trigger I squeeze

Got my foot on your neck, no time to second guess

In this life of death, I'm the one who plays to win

I'll carve my name in your skin, let the massacre begin

Feel the pressure, I'm the aggressor, you can't escape this sin

You thought you were safe, but I'm the nightmare you can't escape

Creeping in the shadows, ready to reshape your fate

I'm the reaper in the dark, you can't run from my mark

I'll tear you apart, piece by piece, like a fucking work of art

Every step you take, I'm the terror you can't shake

Drowning in pool of blood, let it flood, there's no way out hood fool

Screaming in silence, no one can hear you shout

This is the end, the final chapter of your tale

I'll watch you fall, I'll never fail

And when you gone, I'll prevail, l leave no trail

I'm the curse you can't reverse, the hex in every breath

I'll take you down a path that leads to certain death

In this game of survival, I'm the last one left

No mercy,no regret, l won't forget

And when it's all over, you'll be begging for what's next

Your murder in news text xed hexed

 

 

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

 

 

Bottles of wine Jesus made not mine

Send you bloody chills up your spine

Cigarettes for racing your heart to death

With each and every breath

In coffin laid to rest with not even the best

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

All the rest walking above show no love

Please send me up above

This is how we fly ride or die with many clickety clicks

In a different array let's hope the bullets don't stray

And knife knows screams

You'll think you're sweet wet dreams

Back again Ashes to ashes dust to dust

But yet I still walk the earth's crust

Baptised in fire till the day expire

Where l will return to finally burn

It's murder!

 

 

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

 

 

I'm the storm you can't measure, the force you can't resist

Tearing throughyour soul, twisting every twist

You thought you were strong, but I'm stronger

I'll break your will, leave you standing still In the wake of my wrath,

There’s nothing left to kill I'm the voice in your head, whispering dread in the night

I fuel your fears, turn your dreams into fright

Every breath you take, I'm right there with you

Ready to strike, to pull you through Into the abyss where nightmares come true

You thought you could fight, but I'm the darkness you can't win

Wrapped around your soul, squeezing from within

I'm the end of your line, the final nail in your grave

No salvation here, there's no one left to save

You’re lost in the chaos, now just a slave

I’m the ghost of your past, the future you can’t outrun

Every step you take I’m the bullet in the gun

Ready to fire, to bring your world to an end

No love, no peace, only death I send

As you fade away, I'm the shadow round you

That always extends

It's Murder!

 

 

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand

 

 

Aight I'm a solar eclipse never miss

Trap in a rhythm a lyrical diss

I never ever bloody miss

I see it in your eyes before you dies

Even before you cry and ask why

Raising hell for these fuckers

In the streets I've seen many defeats

let go of my hand I've got murder to commit

These crimes don't even fit

Not even legit to quit

Go suck tit or play with a clit bust your lip

Break your bones and send you rip

Knifes like wife's taking lives

Guns for fun in the weather

Bullets in your body feel like a feather

when you and I together

 

 

 

Ooh

I'm going in for the kill

I'm doing it for a thrill

Oh, I'm hoping you'll understand

And not let go of my hand