ITT: best threats in music

ITT: best threats in music

>i'll leave you permanently blushing, blood, nosebleed from drugs, and cook you in the oven

This guy roasted west coast hip hop. How will they ever recover?

Dance you fucker dance you fucker
Don't you dare, don't you dare
Don't up fan in the face

The threat is implied

>I'll sew your asshole closed
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you
And keep feedin you
>And keep feedin you

>Motherfuck euthanasia
>I'll lace your food up wit razors
>Make you gargle wit saltwater
>Excuse yourself from my table

Which leg do you want me to break?

beat me to it

>Father
>I want to kill you.

>regurgitating Freud

so scurry.

>Mother, I want to...

>YOU WANNA BRING IT
>SO FUCK IT
>COME ON AND BRING THE RUCKUS
>AND I'LL PROVOKE NIGGAS TO KICK BUCKETS

>Ready to hit the studio and shit all on your mixtape
>Nah, Literally, Shit all on your mixtape

You're not as smart as you think you are.

>WIPE WITH THE CREDITS LEAVE STAINS ON THE JEWEL CASE

i love how childish these bars are its hilarious

PUNCH YOUR BRAIN WITH YOUR NOSEBONE ;^))

it was probably 'STAB' now that i think about it...

>i'll fuckin hang you by your fuckin dick off a fuckin twelve st-story building out this mothafucka..

MY .44 MAKE SHO ALL YO KIDS DONT GROW

Come to the green in E15/ try act hard, you'll get battered

You'll wake up with 5 man standing over you breathless knackered

With a punctured lung and your cheekbone fractured

You'll leave the ends with your ego shattered

IIIIIII'LLLLLLL CRACK YOUR SKULL

LEAVE YOU FUCKED UP IN A WHEELCHAIR IF YOU TRY TO CLASH THIS EVIL BREH

AND AGAIN

IIIII'LLLLLLLL CRACK YOUR SKULL

LEAVE YOU FUCKED UP IN A WHEELCHAIR IF YOU TRY TO CLASH THIS EVIL BREH

Indeed, a response to you required no intelligence.

Talk about banks, kill em with Ps
Run up in your girl's house with two of my Gs
Get the money out, put the money in his mout
Then suffocate man with about two Gs
Suffocate man with about four Gs
Suffocate man, then I might just breeze
I'll bury man two foot shallow
Ain't got time to dig six feet deep

REAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

I MISS YOUUUUUUUUUU

>You give me a heart attack
>I will give you more than that

This was probably the weirdest love song I've heard.

I DREAM I STABBED YOU WITH A COAT HANGER WIIIIIIIIIRRRREEEEE

yeeeees

>anyone that's dissed my mum, yeah, suck your dead gran through your dad's batty crease rudeboi