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Track: CABIN IN THE WOODS
Artist: City Morgue
Album: CITY MORGUE VOLUME 3: BOTTOM OF THE BARREL

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Name: City Morgue
Spotify Genres: trap metal, horrorcore, emo rap, rap metal, rage rap
Followers: 522,600
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Biography

Early 90s New York hip hop artist.

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Release: City Morgue (2) - City Morgue Vol. 3: Bottom Of The Barrel
Year: 2022
Genres: Hip Hop, Rock
Styles: Trap, Heavy Metal, Hardcore Hip-Hop, Horrorcore

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LYRICS

Yung Germ
Pain
Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason comin' out the lake (Pain)
(Comin' out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain)

Can't-can't-can't-can't calm down, I'm on a purge (On a purge)
And I'm into smashin' ​heads straight on the curb (On the curb)
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard (What you heard)
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Get erased, put-put 'em in a maze (In a maze)
Slenderman, you-you ain't finna escape (Finna escape)
Leatherface (Yeah), when I'm with the blade (Yeah)
And I love a chase, scream you motherfuckin' bitch man

Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason comin' out the lake (Pain)
(Comin' out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain, ayy, Sleezy)

And we murder on the clock now, three after eight (Boom boom)
Got the word on a opp now, decapitate (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
And we choppin' heads off (Boom), choppin', choppin' legs off (Boom)
Shotty chop the head off (Boom boom), Bugatti, not the red Porsche (Skrrt)
Tamale, like it's red sauce (Skrrt, skrrt), like Gotti, knock a fed off (Boom)
Molly take the edge off (What?), I'll probably knock your head off (Boom)
Court case, it's looking beautiful (Sleezy, Sleezy)
F-F-Fuck your court date, I'll take you to your funeral (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason comin' out the lake (Pain)
(Comin' out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain)