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My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult
Devil Bunnies
Meet me at the racetrack, Jack
Push your pedal to my metal
Peel this sucker out
Devil bunny devil
fall to my knees praying
I find it hard and easy

Get outta here
Get outta here
Get outta here
Get outta here

My life with the thrill kill kult
My life
of living
[s] "Get outta here!"
My life with the Thrill Kill Kult
[s] "Hoo hoo, hoo hoo, oh yeah!"
[s] "You liars... repent!"
You know I must be crazy
To show
of living
[s] "Get outta here!"
My life with the Thrill Kill Kult
[s] "Hoo hoo, hoo hoo, oh yeah!"
[s] "You liars... repent!"
You know I must be crazy
To show
The world in which we live has been plagued by the essence of the beast.
Murdering had become a daily ritual.
The able bodied minds of the world
of a
malignant tormentor
In a spell of
Symptomatic madness
I identify with aggressor
This world will become
Infernal land
A violation of harmony
As I kill
It's a beggars life, said the Queen of Spain 
But don't tell it to a poor man
Cause he's got to kill for every thrill 
The best he can
Everywhere
Every man on a razors edge
Someone has used us to kill with the same gun
Killing each other by driving a wedge

[Chorus:]
My life's a mess I wait for
Call to the darkness, the wrath of the desert, skulls piled in 
A row, why didn't you see? carry me back, drag me by foot 
Saving my life, slitting
in the heart of the lion's throat
For a photographic token of my primordial growth
You parade around and kill, so damn proud
Like a flatline fetish,
of noohoorsh.
The people don't dare any resistance.
Years pass by and the people are living in poverty and pain.
NSHIGTUR:
Your blood is my life
Through your
sad and faithful day
Then I began to gamble to pass the time away
I thought I played a hand or two then hit the thrill again
But Lady Luck was with
Life shuts you down, life shuts you down
Suffocate inside when overkill surrounds

Pain kills the time, pain kills the time
Depression bends
all apologies
Signed up to steal
Prednisone body
Topic of ill for the chill and the thrill of the kill
I see my woman calling

'Cause I licked
prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
Surely goodness and love will follow me, all the days
a reflex, protected by God
Bringin life to the brain-dead, diggin deeper than the graveyard
The stick that you walk with, I broke a long time ago
There's
crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets
Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
Muah!, may you rest in peace
With my Sycamore style, more sicker than
cause
I am,Guilty by association,sinner of mankind,I'm forced to
Build my life upon this,hidden path I just can't find.

Well... is this all so
to thrill.

And all my enemies,
I want their eyes to see,
Their captain walk the plank
Destroy them, rank by rank.

Sail with me into the setting sun
the inner dark
The tension of the kill
The first of murders had my mark
I am in restricted thrills

My work is black the sin moves
As horrific
prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
Surely goodness and love will follow me, all the days
Armed with intentions to kill, ancient animosity grows with a thrill
Shed my skin as I'm closing in, cleansing the world from filth and sin
The death
and sixty six days
I'm the anger that you hide, your demon from inside
I'm the rage that drives to kill, my thrill for death I can't deny
I am agony, your
to figure?
When you speak of that nigga, you don't understand

But fuck it, I flood this with these bands
Do a drive-by, fly-by leave him where here
and guns
Breathe
Spray guns, life results with you often times

[Tech N9ne]
Just sprayed by the Tech N9ne hand gun
Now I'm on the outrun
Flowin up