
Circle of Killers by BoyzNDAWudz
· 5:26 · 16 plays · v2.2
- vulgar
- sound effects
- spoken word
- talkbox
- dungeon sound
Lyrics
Intro
(rusty gate creak)
You ever seen a bastard get dragged in a burlap?
Feet scuffin’ rocks, sweat drip under ball cap
Whole room cold, boxcutter in my teeth
(Dungeon door slam) — listen, breathe
Spoken Word — Talkbox
Hear me through the static voice, modulate the pain
Basement full of plastic, hollow like my name
Rats in the rafters, shovel in their chitter
Got a list of motherfuckers, every one a quitter
Verse 1
(Footsteps echo)
Ayo, chains in the bucket, spit thick as the mildew
Dungeon got a hum, pipe drips, it’ll kill you
Cussin’ out fate with a blade for a witness
Swallow my threat, every bar, pure sickness
Tales in the rust when the gears start grindin’
Throat full of storm, I ain’t never been hidin’
Chorus
I’m gonna murder a motherfucker, lay him out by the gutter
Blood in my rearview, clouded up, thunder
Ain’t no mercy when the cold steel humming
Boys in the woods got the wolves all hunting
Hook
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Verse 2
Twelve gauge in the trunk, I’m ghost in the alley
Cocaine on the seats, blunt smoke in the Caddy
Nails in the bat, got a mask for the shakedown
Every click a demon, every fiend a playground
Cash in my hand, I got scars on my knuckles
Circle of killers, I don’t run with no suckers
Drive by in daylight, mask on, they scatterin’
Voices in my head, but the drum’s the one chatterin’
Pre-Chorus
Shovel in my palms, I ain’t leavin’ no prints
Swamp water deep, body bag, tighten zips
Chorus
I’m gonna murder a motherfucker, lay him out by the gutter
Blood in my rearview, clouded up, thunder
Ain’t no mercy when the cold steel humming
Boys in the woods got the wolves all hunting
Hook
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Verse 3
Dog tags hangin’, paint peelin’ off the Chevy
Lilac from the fentanyl, hands kinda steady
Hounds in the back, they bark when I pop a clip
Whole tribe hungry, that trunk got a toxic drip
Now the mud thick, sweat slick, steel in my waistband
Drag ‘em through the pine, let the flies eat the wasteland
Ash in the barrel, shell drop—birds scatter
Voices like a choir—whole pack, blood splatter
Chant
Aye, aye, dig a ditch, dig a ditch
Tie ‘em up, make it quick, make it quick (gun cock sound)
We ain't sorry, ain't no fix, ain't no fix
Snap of a twig, hear a scream, then it’s silence, bitch (dogs barking)
Hook
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Verse 4
Razorblade tongue, venom drip on the gravel
Lost souls in the pines, let the shadows unravel
Twenty deep in the dark, hear the engines growlin’
Boot prints sink, blood stinks, wolves howlin’
Rust on the steel, more stains on my jacket
No remorse, strike fast, then vanish like magic
Bodies in the creek, get swept by the moon’s pull
Outlaws on the hunt, we don’t talk, clip full
Chorus
I’m gonna murder a motherfucker, lay him out by the gutter
Blood in my rearview, clouded up, thunder
Ain’t no mercy when the cold steel humming
Boys in the woods got the wolves all hunting
Post-Chorus
Run it up, run it up, don’t slip, don’t stumble
Run it up, run it up, bones crack, roots crumble
Run it up, run it up, hear the choir rumble
Run it up, run it up, in the night, we mumble
Bridge
Crack in the branches, fog rolls low
Vultures in the sky, circlin’, movin’ slow
Fingers on the trigger, I carve my own tomb
Whispers in the weeds, promise nothin’ but doom
Verse 5
Bare teeth, malice, blood drips on the sneakers
Eyes cold red, I was bred by the reapers
Pain in a duffle, pass it off, no feelings
Pulse like a snare, heart loud in the dealings
Footsteps heavy, it’s dirt in my veins
Snakes in the grass, only loyal to the chains
Countin’ up the sins, every shadow got a price tag
Another hole dug deep, no time for the white flag
Hook
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Outro
Smoke with the thunder, fade with the howl
Payback runnin’—quiet now, soul’s foul
Shovel’s still dirty, but the job been done
Fade to the black, smoke clears, I’m gone
Tag Verse
Steel in the dew, all the fog in my cuticles
Nightmare recruiter, got a squad that's immutable
Lowlife, stains on the seat, never beautiful
Riddles in the pine, whole path indisputable
Crows on a line, callin' names in the static
Swallow my fate, turn the death cinematic
Peel off the glove, let the blood hit the moss
Final rites whispered, another line crossed
Hook
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Murder, murder, we don’t feel nothin’
Post-Chorus
Run it up, run it up, dead eyes, all stumble
Run it up, run it up, bones snap, dirt tumble
Run it up, run it up, hear the choir rumble
Run it up, run it up, fade out when we mumble
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