Текст песни Bad Temper - HIM

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
Keep 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
Because 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
Acting 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 jumping
Like they on a trampoline
Fuck my medication
I need some help momma
No I don't wanna see the doctor
Please don't yell momma
Because if I tell em who I am
They gon restrain me like I'm Dahmer
Then I won't be making history
While counting 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
Keep 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 winning 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 escaping me
She loves the way I taste
She loves my name
Yeah she be craving 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
Decapatate 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
Keep his body in my freezer
Gotta chill him
I'm extra hungry
So I might just have to grill him