AZA:
No one should dare call me a lunatic
Because those who try, will get a right-hook
I won't call the doctor! fuck knows his number
Your face will look like tuna salad
I hope you have a vague idea what the two K's mean
It means that we drink your blood like beetroot juice
I'm sharpening my knife, my cut creates a wound
Be on the lookout, there is a killer in the backstage area!
TIRPA:
It's me again, I'm spitting1it so that I drive you up the wall
T-I-R-P-A, the scalphunter has arrived!
No use running, I'll find you!
I'll land a shot dickhead even if I stand with my back to you!
I'm leading you into the dark from the light
They pull out your lifeless body from the hedge...
This is the blood of a celebrity dude, whom you're supposed to love
Your bro has disappeared, you should try to find him finally!
REFRAIN:
This is a trap!
They say that victims aren't afraid...
This is a trap!
We'll record your scream for our refrain...
This is a trap!
No use hoping that they'll save you
You coffin is already waiting to embrace you!
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AZA:
Trust me, you'll lose your shit
If I tie a bowline on your neck
Come on... don't be so stubborn
Because you guts will cook until they foam like sztrapacska2
You strut yourself around, you think you were born to be on the screen
But I know your secret, that you would want to chase faggots...
Shut up, I'll send you to your tent
It started as vacation, but you disappear the following day!
TIRPA:
You won't rest in peace, I'll suck up your ashes in the nose
This torture will be like in the Dark Ages
I'll keep your skull, it'll go in a display case
My name is hatchetman, I'm chopping you up into morsels now!
Before I fuck your mother, I'll drag her through the city
The skin on my dick is harder than chitin!
The recording has started, it goes on live as Tirpa is quartering you!
REFRAIN:
This is a trap!
They say that victims aren't afraid...
This is a trap!
We'll record your scream for our refrain...
This is a trap!
No use hoping that they'll save you
You coffin is already waiting to embrace you!
2x
AZA:
You don't have a clue that we've put a bomb in your ride
When you turn the key in your Mercedes...
Your pieces will fly to various places
I'll grab your girl and karate her to a pulp on the couch!
TIRPA:
We won't leave you alone, the two killas will rip you apart
In your prison cell, the two walls will start to close in
Wave to the guard, check if he cares about you
He'll watch as your brain spills out of your ears!
AZA:
Meanwhile I'm hacking in your profile and learn everything about you...
You can't do anything, I'll pull even the ground from under you!
I'll find out who are your friends
I'm gonna put down the ones that sell and the ones that have the weed
TIRPA:
I'll fulfill your request, just say that you want me to leave you hanging
And a huge figure will lift you by your throat
This is Friday the 13th, we won't let you go
We'll shoot you up with drugs, you'll be addicted forever!
REFRAIN:
This is a trap!
They say that victims aren't afraid...
This is a trap!
We'll record your scream for our refrain...
This is a trap!
No use hoping that they'll save you
You coffin is already waiting to embrace you!
2x
1. rapping2. Strapačky (Slovak) or sztrapacska (Hungarian) is a dish popular in Slovakia and Hungary.