Bloody Mess

[Intro]
Bady! Bady! Bady!

[Bridge: SCUM]
Do you wanna hurt them? Do you wanna hurt them?
Beat 'em to a bloody pulp? I'll put one in they chest (Chest)
Do you wanna hurt them? Do you wanna hurt them?
If you do, then listen up, I'll walk you through the rest (Rest)
First, get you a motherfuckin' weapon (Weapon)
Pre-dig you a hole to put 'em in (Put 'em in)
Go plan out the murder 'bout to happen ('Bout to happen)
And then (One, two, three)
Go!

[Verse 1: SCUM]
Run up on a motherfucker with a hammer in your hand
But you won't be laying a carpet, hanging pictures, none of that
Just painting carpets red with the blood they shed
Excuse my grammar, whеn I say "Ain't nobody oughta live while God is dead"
Say what you wanna say but I'm finna play my fucking cards right
Dеfeatin' 'em in a hard fight by cheating still to win
While playing by their rules, to lose is dumb as fuck
No matter whose idea is that I'm willing to bet someone will kill that man

[Chorus: SCUM]
Finna make you mad
Finna make you sad
Finna make you hurt like a motherfucker
Finna make you sick
Finna make you puke when I take a shit on your soul
Finna make you cry
I'm the reason why you just wanna die in this motherfucker
When I leave you bruised, leaking from abuse
A bloody mess curled up in a ball

[Verse 2: SCUM]
I can unclench my fingers now
Letting that weapon hit the ground
Covered in blood, I'm not okay
Never the one that you wanna play with
Now that I got a taste for this I doubt that I'm finna want to
Stop when I know that I like the rush of a life slipping away
With blade that I twist inside their wounds got my victims going onto
One, two, they've gone to a place where they all decay
Did you know that this ride is just a one-way? (One-way)
Take it slow if you know what lies ahead (Lies ahead)
I prefer bloody butchery to gunplay (Gunplay)
So play to hurt, God has mercy for the dead
But I don't plan on living on like God as a way to end their suffering
With the fucks I'm given so I brought oversized trash bags to stuff 'em in
Snuff 'em in, I clean my mess and seen them bastards get sloppy too
But then get caught and I will not, original, no copy-do
No copycat, now go and get yourself a nice suit
One nice enough for you to wear inside that box
That you came to stay in, then you die when you least expect
As I surprise you with a bag over your head as you're laying in bed, go check your locks

[Chorus: SCUM]
Finna make you mad
Finna make you sad
Finna make you hurt like a motherfucker
Finna make you sick
Finna make you puke when I take a shit on your soul
Finna make you cry
I'm the reason why you just wanna die in this motherfucker
When I leave you bruised, leaking from abuse
A bloody mess curled up in a ball