Lord Infamous - Bind Torture Kill [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Merciles] 2x
Bind torture kill, I murder
Never heard of helter skelter?
Now you will
Bunch of goddamn lunatics
Clicking up to do that shit
Goin' to war with the whole world
I'm getting close to fucking losing it
(I fuckin')

[Verse 1: Merciles]
Heading to the bottom of the dungeon
Chain him all up nobody hear nothin'
Put him in da bag, put him in da trunk
Lit him on the fire, I don't give a fuck
(?) gotta get rowdy
Speakin' in tongues (?)
Son of the dragon, stickin' em up
Mutilate hater, covered in blood
Vlad the Impaler, needed to kill (?)
Listen to screams lookin' 'em burn
Out of ma mind now that I got you drinkin' the blood
Nosferatu ready for murder
Give me your soul
Sell it for cheap
Never get old, what do you want?
(?) havoc, castin' black magic
I'm (?) regardless
I'm comin' to you from darkness
A psychopath lunatic on the purge
I just do this shit
I'm a man of my word
And we some horrorcore kings
I'm spittin' fire, shapeshiftin'
And spreadin' my dragon wings
I murder, dismember
Remember the suicide
Let 'em to take (?) put it together
(?) but everyone dies
I'm gathering pieces and making another type torture device
Scratching off names of the hitlist
You killer be (?) the sickness I scatter
While in the middle of nowhere
Cause I motherfuckin'

[Hook: Merciles] 2x
Bind torture kill, I murder
Never heard of helter skelter?
Now you will
Bunch of goddamn lunatics
Clicking up to do that shit
Goin' to war with the whole world
I'm getting close to fucking losing it
(I fuckin')

[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
The .50 cal stashed, now I flash my thing (?) the trigger and your cranium split
The infamous lord (?) the infrared pinnin' when nobody is smashin' the bitch
(?) papaya fulfill my desire come at the night and go searching for blood
Keep me a big bag of lemon in the trunk cause your decomposed body is smelly as fuck
Murdering nigga became an art, they call me Lord Picasso
The torture will get ratchet-raw
I'm snortin' no less of cocaine to my nostril
Uno, Dos, Tres, Cuatro of the teflons in you vato
You cannot keep up with the flow
Scarecrow the (?), you just rascal
Picco chain, I'm very insane and ultra hostile
Hit you with the lead lotto
BLAY! Yo thats my motto
Futuristic Rowdy Bounty Hunter from down under
When the Mossberg pump
Pump on your chest you feel the thunder
Scarecrow the apex predator (?) feel the wrath
Hardest trick (?) blood bath
Hit the one and one and then go gunnin' on a nigga hunt
Think you safe, last thing you know
You wake up in my goddamn trunk

[Hook: Merciles] 2x
Bind torture kill, I murder
Never heard of helter skelter?
Now you will
Bunch of goddamn lunatics
Clicking up to do that shit
Goin' to war with the whole world
I'm getting close to fucking losing it
(I fuckin')