ADDICTED2SNUFF

Huff the fucking scent from the barrel 'til I can't see straight

I don't care if I get caught, that's the chance that I take

Man, I guess it feels good, but it never feels great

Tell this bitch to shut the fuck up, 'cause I'm tryna film a tape

You get gagged, gagged, gagged, yeah, sock bound to your face

I'm a fucking dirtbag, I get off to seeing pain (Gore Street)

When I put your fucking mouth to this rag

The only thing you'll worry about is if you ever see another fucking day

Puke for me bitch, I'm just tryna see more

Put the tripod up, time to make a snuff porn

Puke for me bitch, I'm just tryna see more

Put the tripod up, time to make a snuff porn

I'm addicted2snuff, addicted2snuff, addicted2snuff

I'm addicted2snuff, addicted2snuff, addicted2snuff

(Where's Reyna?)

Bound, gagged, blindfolded, teasing with a hacksaw

Shoot another movie then I leave her on the asphalt

I cannot fight addiction, another couple missing

Once you hit the drop, you'll reconsider living

One limb, two limbs, I'm rushing to the fourth

Cutting through your cranium, you'll never see the morgue

Looking through my distaste to see what I adore

I'll pick and choose, and cut and cut for my little whore

Stuff him in a yellow barrel, film me while I'm moving feral

Lamb mask tightened on my skull, and my tools not sterile

Dirty knife ripping through your throat, let me get a taste

Throw this all on Heavy-R, making sure to blur my face

Addicted to the bloodshed, film him in his deathbed

Tearing out his heart, just making sure he runs red

Tape on the mouth, hear the muffled up screams

Snuff film #33, say goodbye, sweet dreams

(Takizava spilled your blood)

Huff the fucking scent from the barrel 'til I can't see straight

I don't care if I get caught, that's the chance that I take

Man, I guess it feels good, but it never feels great

Tell this bitch to shut the fuck up, 'cause I'm tryna film a tape

You get gagged, gagged, gagged, yeah, sock bound to your face