[Verse]
It's a pity that I’m disappointed in this world
Corpses are hidden in my apartment
There's a storm in my head and it's very, very strong
Hammer in my hand, bitches better run!
Like it or not, you’ll die very soon
I will fuck your corpse so much that you will cum when you die
I will become the secret of the city and the main fear of the night
I'm a bitch kidnapper and a killer of your daughters!
My— My— My dick is right at her lips, don't play a game with me
One, two, three, four, where to hide the fifth corpse?
I kidnapped your chick and fuckеd your sister
Six, seven, еight, nine, I'm on my way to you
I'm already coming to you, I'm already coming to you, I'm already coming to you
[Chorus]
We hit your mother with hammers
We dance jumpstyle right on your grave
Photos, photos, photos of your corpses on my mobile
We dance jumpstyle right on your grave
Right— Right on your grave
Right on the grave
Right— Right on your grave
Right on the grave
Jumpstyle, jumpstyle, jumpstyle
Jumpstyle, jumpstyle, jumpstyle
Right on your grave—and—