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sKitz Kraven - Bad Temper (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
sKitz Kraven
sKitz Kraven
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Evan David Kijek
Evan David Kijek
Songwriter

Lyrics

People say that I got a bad temper Keep on playin', we gon' get your ass dismembered Did I kill him, I really can't remember I been drugged up out my mind, since last December He pissed me off, but I didn't mean to kill him He owed me money, so my choppa had to bill him Kept his body in my freezer, gotta chill him I'm extra hungry, so I might just have to grill him She a super fan, she just wanna dance Please cancel all my plans, I just popped some Xan Forget about the past, cause tonight's a blast We about to make a toast, to every check I cashed I'm a sick fuck, you better knuckle up My mind is on a hundred, better buckle up Oh, you think that it's pretend, do you wanna test me? I'll cut off all your toes, and hang you by your testes Voices in my head, I got a hundred of 'em, actin' like I'm normal But I'm really undercover on 'em Please don't fuckin touch me, I don't wanna make a scene I'll get them bullets fuckin' jumpin' like they on a trampoline Fuck (fuck) my medication, I need some help momma No, I don't wanna see the Doctor, please don't yell momma Cause if I tell 'em who I am, they gon' restrain me like I'm Dahmer Then I won't be makin' history, while countin' all these commas People say that I got a bad temper Keep on playin', we gon' get your ass dismembered Did I kill him, I really can't remember I been drugged up out my mind, since last December He pissed me off, but I didn't mean to kill him He owed me money, so my choppa had to bill him Kept his body in my freezer, gotta chill him I'm extra hungry, so I might just have to grill him I'm a Psychopath, yeah, she's into me She tell me life's a game If that's the case, I'm on a winnin' streak Devil in disguise, I try to sneak a peek Welcome to my Chamber, start the gas, I heard your tanks on E She let me tie her up, she knows there's no escapin' me She loves the way I taste, she loves my name, yeah, she be cravin' me (SKitz Kraven) Yeah, I'm the next to be, the one to run the game It's in my hands, I just can't wait to see the outcome Voices in my head, can't live without one She scratch me till there's blood, I like it rough I swear it's all fun We fuck until we're dead, then let our demons close the coffin Turn them lights off, no more talkin' I got a bad temper Hit you with my car, then change the fender Decapitate your head, then put your fingers in the blender Surgical removal on your balls, I'll change your gender My mind is sick as fuck, please do not enter People say that I got a bad temper Keep on playin', we gon' get your ass dismembered Did I kill him, I really can't remember I been drugged up out my mind, since last December He pissed me off, but I didn't mean to kill him He owed me money, so my choppa had to bill him Kept his body in my freezer, gotta chill him I'm extra hungry, so I might just have to grill him So my choppa had to bill him Keep his body in my freezer Gotta chill him I'm extra hungry So I might just have to grill him
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