KILLRIDDLE - HUNT OR BE HUNTED

{intro}
Necrosociety
Throwing bombs at the haters

{chorus: killriddle}
Cu-cu-cut up your body and sell it on the net
I track all you down, you get strangled to death
Pull up on your body, take your soul instead
When i'm in the dark, you will not get to rest
Ugh
When i'm in the woods, i just turn to a hunter
Grabbin' the knife and i use it to fuck her
Take out your organs, replace it with rubber
Spread out your body as if it was butter

{verse 1: killriddle}
Guttin' you up, guttin' you up
I'm gonna stitch you, bitch, shut the fuck up
Runnin' it, runnin' it, runnin' it up
In the forest where i'm gonna tear the fuck up
I'm a whole fuckin' psycho, bitch, i'm gonna find ya'
You in my sight as if i was a sniper
I smile whilst i torture 'cause i do not like ya'
Lure you to my basemеnt, that's why i act nicer
Ha-ha

{chorus: killriddle}
Cut up your body and sell it on the nеt
I track all you down, you get strangled to death
Pull up on your body, take your soul instead
When i'm in the dark, you will not get to rest
Ugh
When i'm in the woods, i just turn to a hunter
Grabbin' the knife and i use it to fuck her
Take out your organs, replace it with rubber
Spread out your body as if it was but-

{verse 2: jacksaw}
Barely thug out this shit that i'm in
I'm on the way, straight to the rip
Am i that person that i meant to be?
Fuckin' undead, i want y'all bury me
Drown in thickets to know what is my purpose
Everyday murdering, i suspend disorders
I slowly go deeper in my mental circus
Deeper and deeper, it's fuckin' nine circles
Drown in thickets to know what is my purpose
Everyday murdering, i suspend disorders
I slowly go deeper in my mental circus
Deeper and deeper, it's fuckin' nine circles

{bridge: jacksaw}
Snort speed, start killing spree
Stalk 'em, we got their ids
Snort speed, start killing spree
Stalk 'em, we got their ids

{chorus: killriddle}
Cut up your body and sell it on the net
I track all you down, you get strangled to death
Pull up on your body, take your soul instead
When i'm in the dark, you will not get to rest

{verse 3: scorn}
You feel that rat inside yourself?
I feel so nervous standing still
I panic outta nowhere
I'm 'bout get that bounty kill
That's a fact, suicide pact
I'm 'bout to stop you in your tracks
I'm on the hunt, yeah
I love it when my prey is on the run

{outro: scorn}
I always suffer, it won't end
I can't control my hands, yuh
I'm scraping off my skin
I'm always punishing myself, yeah
I always suffer, it won't end
I can't control my hands, yuh
I'm scraping off my skin
I'm always punishing myself, yeah