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Idioma de la canción: inglés
Fatalities, Pt. 2 |
| Uh oh, this shit’s gonna get brutally gratuitous |
| Sorry Shinnok, if it’s too soon for this |
| Since you got a head, don’t go losin' it |
| Ew, now what do I do with it? |
| Why would you bring ice to a fire fight? |
| Soon you won’t have a single vital sign |
| Wanna take a swing? Better time it right |
| 'Cause I’m comin' down like a lightning strike |
| Each and every one of my rivals try |
| Keepin' it together as I divide their spine |
| From their torso, then I pile high |
| Every corpse, oh my |
| Dial 911, we got an emergency |
| Just calling in ahead as a courtesy |
| Because in a couple minutes you’re sure to see |
| Jack the Ripper back on a mass murder spree |
| Fuck combat, 'cause you’re getting surgery |
| From a surgeon who never earned his first degree |
| King of the tournament, I deserve to be |
| I keep every competitor under my feet |
| I’m the grand champion, ever heard of me? |
| You wanna get past, you can never hurdle me |
| I’ll grab you by the neck and send you hurtling |
| Remember, closed casket after your defeat |
| I’ll slash you in equal halves, perfectly |
| When I said in half, yes, I meant vertically |
| Cut your stomach open and rupture your gut |
| Congrats, you practically gave birth to me! |
| Favorite color is burgundy |
| I wanna be covered in it, your turn to bleed |
| Why don’t you show the curb your teeth |
| And make a sacrifice on that altar for me? |
| Think of burning me, you’ll be the first to freeze |
| I’ll berserk like Hercules |
| With just my fists, turn you to smithereens |
| I’m allergic to losing, heard the sneeze? |
| You’re screaming but I can’t hear you cry |
| The crowd is screaming as I’m gouging out your eyes |
| I’m on my knees, fatalities |
| Rip off your head, so your spine is dangling |
| Intestines spread as we’re out here battling |
| I’m begging, please, fatalities |
| You come to my realm to give a timeout? |
| Kronika, I’m about to knock your lights out |
| I’m makin' a kebab once I got your eyes gouged |
| Like, how do you even rip a spine out? |
| Are you sick of being chilly? |
| Are you iced out? |
| Get over here, close to the fire, right now |
| Before I bring another lightning strike, you’re down |
| For the count motherfucker, it’s my round |
| That’s a lot of blood, let’s investigate |
| Pardon me for a second, detective wait |
| Honestly, I wanna confess to making |
| This carnage, you’re life’s next to take |
| Because necks I hate, so I’ll separate |
| Your head from the rest of you, what’s left is great |
| Doesn’t matter what realm or dimension, mate |
| Check your horoscope, death’s your fate |
| When I said I’ll rip your heart out, that wasn’t a metaphor |
| Bet your brain hasn’t ever left your head before |
| You won’t even have a leg to stand on |
| When I slice and dice your Achilles tendon |
| You’re gonna have a bad day, I’ll leave you lookin' like a nasty satay |
| You know the answer if you gotta ask me |
| Smash or pass? Every time I smash, bae |
| You’re screaming but I can’t hear you cry |
| The crowd is screaming as I’m gouging out your eyes |
| I’m on my knees, fatalities |
| Rip off your head, so your spine is dangling |
| Intestines spread as we’re out here battling |
| I’m begging, please, fatalities |
| I don’t worship elder gods, I’m not that devout |
| So if you’re mortal, come forward to hash it out |
| With some combat, but can you last a round |
| Without spotting some blood and passin' out? |
| Doubt mom and dad are proud |
| Of how I handle my problems, stamp 'em out |
| Make space between your brain and your scalp |
| Call me Shao Khan, 'bout to drop a hammer now |
| Got a timeshare in the Nether-realm |
| 'Cause I like it there, I wasn’t sent to hell |
| Air support, can you lend some help? |
| The enemy ain’t gonna shred himself |
| My face always treats a camera well |
| Can’t wait to see the playback, damn it sells! |
| Once I got enough damage dealt |
| Legs, arms and chest, I wonder, can they gel? |
| You’re next, the one that I will be comin' for |
| Step in my direction, and you’ll become a corpse |
| When the threat of temporal armageddon knocks on the door |
| Remember all 10 of the Mortal Kombats I’ve fought before |
| You’re screaming but I can’t hear you cry |
| The crowd is screaming as I’m gouging out your eyes |
| I’m on my knees, fatalities |
| You’re screaming but I can’t hear you cry |
| The crowd is screaming as I’m gouging out your eyes |
| I’m on my knees, fatalities |
| Rip off your head, so your spine is dangling |
| Intestines spread as we’re out here battling |
| I’m begging, please, fatalities |