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PERFORMING ARTISTS
M.M.M.F.D.
M.M.M.F.D.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Holiman
Andrew Holiman
Songwriter
Ivan Ovchinnikov
Ivan Ovchinnikov
Songwriter

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Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Unsubs with the bloody mask bloody gloves
Bloodied up aprons on 'cause we have to cut him up
Meat hooks hung him up suspended in mid-air
Motionless the broken wrists ice cold frozen stiff
After that the aftermath is an acid bath
Pulled your girlfriend to the tub we had to drag her ass by her hair, screaming for her life I don't care
We're the violent pair that's never been caught I'm quite aware of this nationwide manhunt
I can't front I like that shit
Tryna find our whereabouts and where we like to wear 'em out
Tonight we in your parents' house acting out our sick thoughts
Booby trapped the house like it was designed by Jigsaw
What the pigs saw when found was graphic
Picture a headless body like John the Baptist bound to the mattress and another body laying over there without a face (face)
No evidence was found we disappear without a trace
We are
Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Been made so much to get so little
Got no prints don't know my face but can describe my every habit a rabid dog without a place of residence they know I'm tense and OCD and paranoid
That I got no friends, don't follow trends and I'm on drugs and unemployed
They say this man most likely drives a van right?
And so tonight I'ma snatch your hoe in an SUV
Right off your block when I pull the Glock she puts up no fight
And so that might prolong her life but we shall see
They search for me but only find dead bodies
Somebody's wife, somebody's child, somebody's dog
On a killing spree Triple M-F-D will leave you bloody
Just like the bitches body bludgeoned with a log
What they don't know is there are two sadistic snuff movie-making taking lives at random and
Have they description fitting one and not the other
So that's they cover when we kill just 'cause we can
Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Unsubs! (The subjects unknown)
Meat hooks (On chains in the freezer)
No prints (We always in gloves )
Leave her inside frozen fresh 'til we eat her
Written by: Andrew Holiman, Ivan Ovchinnikov
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