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Gurl Fu in the Box III Explicit contentE

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Lyrics

Intro

Cracked stained glass, mansion’s throat

Screams echo under scarlet coat

Boot marks smeared on velvet rage

Barefoot battleground, let loose from the cage

Verse 1

December bites, black ice on the stoop

Bratty girls in chaos, teeth snap in the loop

Gothic mansion sweat, fists fly edge to edge

Rip red ribbons out, blood sworn to the pledge

Feral hearts stomp, stomp through the soul

Cowgirl yodel in the blitz, outta control

Shadow-kissed claws, pretty mean on the scene

Six inch fury in a bloodstained dream

Build

Hear the sirens twist, the phonk gods roar

Southern steel in my jaw, boot through the door

Bare knuckle ballet, goth-tinged parade

Before Shaylen came, it was carnage on display

Chorus

Chaos on the checkered floor

Swing, slash, bodies on the warpath

Emo queens, rage supreme, blood on the cash

Shaylen storms in, red uniform, face the aftermath

Post-Chorus

Strike, strike, never bow

Jack in the Box and I’m hungry now

Barefoot in my bloody crown

Texas girl’s about to shut you down

Verse 2

Arlington nights, velvet-sin crimson halls

Bare knuckles, kung-fu brawl, I break them all

Filthy rich, silver-tongued, madness at my feet

Bacon doubles, crushed bones, nothing left to eat

Pre-Chorus

Taunt you in the moonlight, you can’t run

I’ll poo-tah wucha, blast you ‘til you’re done

Sourdough, tacos, fries, this my southern thrill

Emo blood on my hands, can’t hide the kill

Chorus

Chaos on the checkered floor

Swing, slash, bodies on the warpath

Emo queens, rage supreme, blood on the cash

Shaylen storms in, red uniform, face the aftermath

Post-Chorus

Strike, strike, never bow

Jack in the Box and I’m hungry now

Barefoot in my bloody crown

Texas girl’s about to shut you down

Bridge

Stomp the heads, fry the pride, yodel through the haze

Grip on my hunger, storming fuel, caught ablaze

Nineteen scars spitting, venom tip from my hand

Drift the phonk, I stomp, dripping justice as planned

Turntables crackle, my gospel breaks their bones

Backed by a choir of fury, light up their thrones

Red silk swinging, the ballroom lit in dread

Jack in the Box fiend, I’m gunning for your head

Breakdown/Choir

Bite down, scream out, Southern venom raw

Gothic rage, burnt sage, scarlet Texas law

All those emo crowns pound into the floor

Barefoot terror, Shaylen, this is war!

Chorus

Chaos on the checkered floor

Swing, slash, bodies on the warpath

Emo queens, rage supreme, blood on the cash

Shaylen storms in, red uniform, face the aftermath

Post-Chorus

Strike, strike, never bow

Jack in the Box and I’m hungry now

Barefoot in my bloody crown

Texas girl’s about to shut you down

Outro

Grit on my breath, southern steel to the chest

Coke Zero fizzes, blood boils—rage never rests

Glass crunches, high kick, yodels ringing mean

Jack in the Box fiend, I haunt every scene

Strut through the slaughter, fries tangled in my hair

Red flash, devil laugh, goth boots bare

Sampled pain, phonk breaks, I stain what I claim

Emo tears, broken pride, ain’t nothing left the same

Final Chorus/Choir

Chaos on the checkered floor

Kick, break, bodies on the warpath

Queen of venom, red uniform, aftermath

Texas storm, still hungry, never looking back

Drop

Hunger wins, break it down

Barefoot blood, take the crown

Jacked up, feast on the town

Shaylen rules, burn it down

Yeah!

Extended Breakdown

Fist hits marble, bacon grease drips loud

Scarlet echo, yodel cuts through the crowd

Riot veins pumping, chrome syrup in the vein

Greasy wrath feeding me, unbroken chain

Gospel snaps under glitch, choir howls my creed

Y’all crumble, crawl, I’m the hunger you heed

No mercy for the scene queens, no rest for the mean

I swirl in the carnage, I’m the last one to scream

Reprise Chorus/All Vocals

Chaos on the checkered floor

Rip, tear, bodies on the warpath

Queen of venom, red uniform, aftermath

Texas storm, full throttle, never looking back

Drop/Finale

Crush it down, slam the crown

Barefoot wrath, Texas sound

Jacked and wild, feast on the town

Shaylen’s rule, burn it down

Yeah, burn it down!

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