TomB - I Hate Dis Movie lyrics

[Verse 1: Tomb] I hate this movie Because it's too violence, making a zombies f** Eminem seen this out For our watch out from the crombies Beauty of the beast But how did you manage my own partners Making a beat sick music Lyrical themes of the horror flim like Gartner's? Where the great spirits live By night at the museum Sprayin' me with my own armpits Like a perfume PM You do something to me before You must be born again Drawin' a blank lyrical musician with an pen Stealing money from work It's called a bad people in Hell Satanic rituals devil worshipper Crossword puzzles making sell Good people sk**s to put on resume (??) paradise in Heaven Triple darkness more than night dreamin' Screamin' in sleep severed Number of the beast 666, bible books Suicidal thoughts and self harm If murderering hooks And you can do it all by yourself Let me see you do it Throwing up blood shedding Of the ego let me threw it [Verse 2: Stalker] I'll tied her up, you son of a b**h We ain't no quitters were babysitters Whatever I do you belong to me You are perfect strangers I got no problems without you There is no us carries at sea Remember me you talkin' to me Or for me or to me I don't know what you've been told But I want you to put that on my set Bloody meat cleaver I've sharpening toolbox Making an meat Beating yourself up fighting maroons Hits blunt trauma Trimurti of Hinduism Holy book of Brahma Drown me in shallow Water feels too cold Murdering people Who talk too much told But I will never ever see you again I don't give a f** about you Worried about me again I keep fighting for you Because I'll beat you to a bloody pulp I'll smoke your weed For the rest of my life is like a Culp I'll shoot you in your own face 'Cuz you make me crazy I'm so tired and bored With myself are just being a lazy [Verse 3: Nitemare] I'm so happy I met you are so beautiful My girlfriend is so pretty and personalized Intil chewable I eat some f**ing pills for anxiety medication Hard s** woman married With children make station He punch me in the nose Then I smell it And make my own blood Running trainers on the mud And I'll push you down the flood I don't know how much longer I can hold up this smile "Je ne sais pas combien de temps je peux tenir ce sourire!" Blood splattered on my brain damage stroke My headache make me stroke And I'll beat you with my goddamn club and I'll broke sh** retarded cla**room teach me an a lessons I don't like my teacher Because that's all she wants to rude to me and messing How should you been retarded school I'll like this sh** Murder terror and horror fiction movies make me bit Sit still so I can kick you in the face And then you spitting blood on your mouth here The ground to the streets making me a place