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Hostel

By: Lil-E

Duration

4:12

Genres

Rap/Gangsta Rap

Description

Vengeance is a dish best served violent. You do not mess with someone i care about.

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Lyrics

Verse 1 Walking down the corridor Creeping up inside your room Why's the door unlocked man You know you've just sealed your doom Should have known this day was comming You forgot what you have done Blocking off all of the exits So you have no where to run Got so many tools of torture And they all fill me with joy Got something to silence you So you don't make a lot of noise Put my plan into effect Now it time to spring the trap Hit you with that chloroform Time for you to take a nap Time to take you to my lair Full of all my tools of torture Messing with the wrong girl Now you gotta live this horror I'm your living nightmare Dressed up in this black cloak Embodying all your fears Man i'm like a dark ghost Glad that you're asleep now Its gonna be a long ride And once i'm finished with you Imma dump you with that strong tide After you take a bath In that hydrofluoric acid Only thing that's left is bones In a tub that's made of plastic Verse 2 Murder is the motive Your blood is what I'm seeking Strap you in that chair Just know that you're not leaving Tape over you're mouth To muffle all the screaming Wake up sleepy head Time to start the bleeding Man i am a demon More like a Reaper Have your blood exploded Minecraft Creeper What should i start with To Make you a believer I'll hit you wit the hammer Or chop wit the cleaver I have all of these tools And I'm not showing mercy I'm not a clean killer I like my murder dirty You looking dehydrated Sir are you thirsty Well I'll water board you That should quench your thirst see You really messed up And this is my night To take my revenge your death is in sight no matter how you struggle you wont win the fight just know your life is over imma let the dead bite Hook Welcome to my lair More like a hostel blood on the walls cuz my death count is colassal you better say your prayers cuz you'll need an apostle death is your fate when i take you to my hostel

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