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The Hurter

Album: Bloody Sunday

Year: 2023

Lyrics:

[Intro]
Time to get bloody

[Verse 1]
I'm the Hurter, blood squirter
Represent the pain before your murder
I'd like to sock you, I'd like to stab you
Even clock you with a wrench and what have you
Livin' hurts me if I don't hurt you
I'm a bad-ass fuckin' expert, dude
Why murk you with a gun or something?
Where your virtues? That ain't fun or nothin' (Nobody love me)
Rather take time, drill a fuckin' straight line
"Take anything you want," that's a great line
You in no position for making propositions
Or negotiating, you oughta stop and listen
When I stomp, your lungs pop, air leakin' hissin'
Soon as I stop, you won't have a pot to piss in
You're dead now, stop twitchin', chop you in my kitchen
Cut a steak off your ass, whip it up somethin' bitchin'

[Pre-Chorus]
Time to send in the clowns

[Chorus]
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
What did I come to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
Tell me, what's fun to do? Hurt 'em

[Verse 2]
They call me the great Hurter! I'm lyin'
They don't call me anything, 'cause they dyin'
They call me "Please! No! I'm beggin' you!"
I just pull your pants down, stuff your leg in you
I rip your arms off, shove 'em down your throat
When you talk how I'ma hurtin', I'm the goat
Am I manic? Nope, just a man of woe
Hurtin' hateful hoes I'm the antidote (Watch me)
I love hurtin', puttin' work in
Send your dick to your mama in a Halliburton
I'm only flirtin', peekin' through her curtain
Chomp a bite out her throat, now I'm burpin'
Seen her with the minister, "Another Guinness, sir?"
At the telly, she hit him with a finisher
I'm a witnesser to the sinister
Pain, anguish, and hurt, I administer

[Pre-Chorus]
Time to send in the clowns

[Chorus]
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
What did I come to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
Tell me, what's fun to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
What did I come to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
Tell me, what's fun to do? Hurt 'em

[Verse 3]
What hurts me is not hurtin' hoes full of hatred
Hatin'-ass heathens fuckin' ain't shit
God made haters on the seventh, but on day six
He made the hurter hate hunter of the Matrix
I shoot pain through your veins 'til you can't maintain your brain
Your skull explodes and unloads the red rain
Your body tries to crawl but dissolves all the same
It falls down a drain right back from where you came
Lame anguish the only language I ever knew
'Cause hurtin' you's the only thing I'm certain to do
And in your blood squirtin', I'll be twerkin', fool
Then it's curtains, the Reaper's here, lurkin' for you
The only pain pills I got are the rocks in my slingshot
When they ping, they don't sting and leave a knot
Hell fuckin' no, ho, they blow a hole in your block
And when your ass blows, you know you got got
Hurt by the Hurter

[Chorus]
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
What did I come to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
Tell me, what's fun to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
What did I come to do? Hurt 'em
I wanna hurt you, really wanna hurt you
Tell me, what's fun to do? Hurt 'em

[Outro]
And no pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
The Hurter, ooh
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
The Hurter, ooh
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
The Hurter, ooh
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
He's the Hurter, Hurter, here to murder
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
He's the Hurter, Hurter, here to murder
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
He's the Hurter, Hurter, here to murder
No pain for you is no gain for me
So ain't no use in you trying to flee
I'm the Hurter, ooh
He's the Hurter, Hurter, here to murder

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