Midwest Monsters - Evil Never Felt So Good [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1: Grewsum]
I never understood what normal was
Lost in love with violent movies
As a youngster I was wanting blood
Sorry to harsh your buzz
But now I want parts of your body off your body
And the rest throwed in the tarpon rug
A midwest monster you can call me one
Ripping off your tongue (shut up!) you sound awful dumb
Get your daddy in a proper mop
Wait till I tell you what I brought for lunch
Since you already ate it bet you cough it up
Ruined as a child to be ruthless and wild
Now hanging nooses around to fill em with losers from town
Doing Lucifer proud now with my beautiful style
Best to get used to this now it'll get you disemboweled
I'm not a slayer I just cut alot
Now you're a flamer cause I stuffed your twat
With flares, you’re so fucking hot
Isn't this what you want?
You ain't a ginger but that fire crotch
Has something to admire while I gut your mom
I wanna physically feel the warmth in her heart leave
Then feel her final heart beat, heart beat

[Hook: Dubbs]
Evil never felt so good, evil never felt so good
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[Verse 2: Lo Key]
Hard monster I'm bringing it to em scary
I fit them in little dresses alone in my mortuary
And the serum is necessary, I hurdle em down the stairway
I know that it seems excessive but people are hard to carry
I line ‘em up on the hallways like mannequins it's my passion
On occasion prop em up against each other like they dancin'
Frozen in the moment, I love it, it brings me happiness
Nothing that you could do or say
Could make my heart detach from this
Evil is as evil does, this is twisted, this is love
Drain the bodies of the blood, better hidden in the mud
Full glisters of the tub now the two of us are one
All the candles in the house went out and all the windows shut
Have a seat [?] and Grewsum made a casserole
Made from your bloody inions
I'ts been boiling for hours on top of the hot cinders
Chop fingers marinate in the spinal fluid and livers
We finished and now it's time for your return into forever
The dead can never remember so I am
Writing this letter in your memory

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Dubbs]
I spend most of my days in this dark basement
Snakes and razor blades pain as the brain decayed
Laying awake for days
Suppressing this thing that society finds gross
So I just keep it to myself except where my mind goes
And I explode, grieving to the night looking for victims
To stick em inside this trunk of this whip
And bring to fruition these visions
Where I slit em and leave em dripping for me to dip in
Jerking my dick in a tub covered in blood
Nothing never felt as good as this, doubted ever will again
Really ain't no point in even tryin' but I kill again
Spatula flippin' these fragments of brain matter
I feed ‘em to the dog while I’m chewing this dang bladder
Insane? Maybe, or maybe I ain't crazy
Maybe I'm just sane as can be and y'all angry

[Verse 4: K Dot]
And it pains me how these motherfuckers wanna change me
You can try to run if you want it entertains me
Organs on this smorgasbord, whores galore, por favor
Jessica you don't wanna go down in that corridor
Murder is my perfect art, have you bitches took apart
Kick you in the cranium till you cough blood and pussy fart
The cynical general with tentacles all on his genitals
Get a grip going on these women all expendable
Pitiful finding love in everything despicable
Like watching Kendrick drown in a liquour full swimming pool
Bitch we are the pinnacle, y'all are so miniscule
Coming through with .22's and shooting up your middle school
Typical, y'all too good, this is always hypocritical
For sayin' I ain't shit bitch the competition minimal
What?!

[Bridge: K Dot]
One, two bitch we're coming for you
Three, four better lock your door
Five, six grab your crucifix
Seven, eight bitch you're 'bout to get raped

[Hook]