Darby O’Trill & Devereaux – The Kirsten Dunst Experiment

Darby O’Trill & Devereaux – The Kirsten Dunst Experiment Lyrics

Artist: Darby O’Trill & Devereaux
Song: The Kirsten Dunst Experiment

Devereaux
I be the one creeping up out the marsh in the dark of the night, machete on my side
Homicide on my mind, I’m the god of the fog, I’m the lord of the swamps, I put that in your skull
Bodies get tossed in the lake, three letters hang off my chain

With an axe and a circular blade, f#ck around and get murdered today
Who’s that vile crocodile smile wearing psycho sh#t
You give me this, you little b#tch, I’ll bash your head in with a brick
Human t#ts up in my clique, evil that control my limbs

Wicked sh#t within my hands, master of dismemberment
Concrete saw in the back of the whip, yes so b#tch I’m taking it to your crib
Break you then push it right into your ribs, this what you get for your idiot sh#t
Make your body melt like you were sipping on some Tenafly

Took a lawnmower into a party, now I’m reenacting Dead Alive
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
I don’t think it can be solved (Na na na na)
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)

f#ck the world I hate you all (Na na na na)
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
I don’t think it can be solved (Na na na na)
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)

f#ck the world I hate you all (Na na na na)
Slash Gang!
Don’t offend me, I live for profanity
Hands on your neck, time to love the black man in me

Choking out one bae, your lungs can I take it
Out of your body, the rest do not make it
The corpses are coming, the ravens are cawing
b#tches are missing but now we’re denying

Nobody that make you give you a sign
Fingers are gone to the dogs that are mine
You are not slasher sh#t, filet your skin and f#ck your b#tch
Stab me I’ma murder sh#t, people say I’m f#cking sick

Bury the hatchet and stopping your grind
We’re not with people who paying to rhyme
Stacking up bodies, I’m filled up with rage
Hacking your carcass and closing a cage

b#tch I got some problems, doctors cannot solve ’em
From the Midwest side of your drugs and capita
b#tch I keep a blade low just in case I get the urge
Get the urge to make your body leak, I need to see it ooze

I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
I don’t think it can be solved (Na na na na)
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
f#ck the world I hate you all (Na na na na)

I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
I don’t think it can be solved (Na na na na)
I’ve got a problem (Ayy! Na na na na)
f#ck the world I hate you all (Na na na na)
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Release Year: 2022