Camp Crystal Killers Lyrics

Man I wanna take her out

But how would her head look on a stick

Yah yah psychopathic, got me a sick amygdala

But did you see Bundy's business card

It even has a watermark

Ban lo sus, Chal focus bruv

Bandon bas karlo bandobast

Like bring a halberd to a knife fight

Gun ho ya shatranj mere paas blunder bas

Borderline comfortably maaru like

Tera social circle measure karun by taking girls

Bole "sir cum for us", woh bulaye

That's why tumhe karte double cross like walking on 2 piers

Hi, you have a nice DP

Chahiye kya DP from me and my Inner demon

Dekh look, If you think I'm sick, turn your face, mud

Uncle Angel Priya ke liye simp, on Facebook (sanskari af)

Mere paas surplus bars but I ain't Dutch bruv

Kartab karun like Pogo the clown

Never caught, More art hi sar par

Last year, I'd been kept Sherlocked, like a circus

Dost ghost face, one call and he's on ya',

No bandooks, hoti gun jam bruh,

She got a pussy clean bald, so the bails fell off yeah

Ran across grass with a hard dick no Pandya

Ganja, had it with six assassins

Cannabis mixed in a lazarus pit

Khelu among us with Elon Musk and Albert Fish

The real gray men, Not Dhanush, Ryan, and Chris

Main eye karu swimmers ko

Saare drowning in piss, jokes

Still, call that Humour aqueous tho

Khau ciliary

Eyeballs in a salad bowl

Prefer chocolate though, especially thick okay

Main bas hu evil spider-man, Hello Jane

Check the key tone kyu ke

Hu out of tune like hexapunctata

Bachon ke paas ek hi insult, You're gay!

Blood drips at the marked red tip of a cartridge tap

I'm wanted peeche pada priest hai

Don't matter if I fuck a girl in a tub or across the seven seas

Either way it's a Sin bath

Fr down bad, I sin bad

Bandi chahiye Eris type

Goli fired, pellets fly

Knife lacerating like lava

Bone hain fried, Blood sprayer

Rapping pehle jaise nahi hai like motherfucking Palestine

Slash slash, miracle blade pakda hua haath mein

I don't stalk but vision like Hawk, Already know kaun hai

Don't fuck with guns, Bandookan drama nahi lyande

Brain microsoft, crashes a lot, Osama bin Laden

And I'm friends with Jason

He tends to chase

Decollate women, and then get em' defaced

Oh shit, woh hate kare internet ko, Nest rok

Peeling the skin of an E-girl

Usse cheel te dekh toh

There you see he slices again and again so

Chest open like khuli sandook, par kudi khuli hai nude

Oh fuck its Sonu sood

Mujhe strawberry flavoured condom nahi chahiye

Please I'm not attracted to ch**ts

I am actually just jo last maari

Nikla nahi khoon, she had Anaemia

Kuch khaas nahi experience hua

Woh tthi beemar, I rack a couple teenagers

Cuz I is ill par rehta nahi Serious

Mam aapke bodyguards paaltu

Temper se bahar toh gash

They ain't got guts like a fucking skeleton

Kutte khulla kaatu aur dekhlu unko chhote intestine

Bitch I don't need no PET scan

Tenu Har kudi lage soni

No set max

Khelu fortnite with your bestie

Woh karti L dance

Grabs snacks and tells me that my knife is bent left

And smiles when I say something else might be left bent

When I leave because like five bars ago it's doggy style

Jab tu usse mila she was soggy right

Covered in blood I mean, of course it's kinda hard to miss

Don't look under the bed, there might just be carcass ripped

Okay you got us bitch, Yeh Sirf art hai miss

Cancel ho jaunga but just know that you might be next