Murderkill
Q Strange Lyrics


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Brand New For 2003
That Murderous Shit

[Chorus]
Murda Murda Murda, Kill Kill Kill
I'm Q-Strange, they say I'm quite ill

[Verse 1]
I'm a basket case, I'm sure your path is demented
All this anger inside needs to be vented
Hey, yo don't be offended, when I slashin' ya face
Im doin' you a favor punk you off to a better place
A nutcase wit a taste for torture
A bloody butcher knife is in my hand ready to slaughter
I oughta get treatment for my sick mind
I saw my therapist Dr. Doom and he said I'm fine
But I'm about to watch you suffer kid
Strap you in a chair and put toothpicks in ya eyelids
Prying them open till you can't sleep for weeks
In ya own fecal matter, is all you can eat
And then for a treat, I might slice ya neck
Or maybe stab ya chest you'll be beggin' for death yes
When I write lyrics I don't need a pen or a pad
I just grab a knife and start to stab
And on my wall in drippin' blood I write my rhymes
I got eyeballs hangin' on my porch like wind chimes
And if you think that's sick, just open my fridge
I got two heads, a torso, and a couple limbs
In my trash bin I fill to the rims
With bloody guts, what the fuck, life is pretty grim
Severed heads scattered all over my lawn like a cabbage patch
I grab a ax, I kick ya nuts like a hackey sack
And that's a fact, I got the innovation that you lack
A wacky jack in a crappy act, singin' happy raps
But if it's sinister then that's a different story
Fuck keep it real man, I'd rather keep it real gory

[Chorus x4]

[Verse 2]
Don't try to understand the sick talk
I'm runnin' down the street with dead babies on a pitchfork
A bitch talk I don't hesitate to stab her
Then I'll grab her, put her in the trunk of an Impala
Then I take her out, I drag her in the house
The funs about to begin I take my tools out
Now, I put the knife inside her gently drag it down her tummy
Surprise surprise this ones an expecting mommy
I remove the fetus and I put it in a jar
Pull out some vital organ like the spleen and a heart
I rap it up and put it in a bag so I can take
It to work tomorrow eat it on my lunch break
This is great and the fun is just startin'
I rap intestines, all around my apartment like garland
Look down at the hollow corpse a pretty sight
Kiss her on the cheek now its time to say goodnight
Now who's that sleepin' in my bed
It's a dead body wit no head
Skin is turning gray, starting to decay
Smellin' really bad, but I like it that way
Get under the covers, hug her cuz I love her
First thing in the morning I guess I'll dispose of her
Click on the TV before I go to sleep
The news says two kids have been missing for weeks
If they only knew one was dead floating down the creek
And the other one is in my torture chamber as we speak
I'm unique and I'm sick abstract in the thoughts in my head
I'm crazy I wanna see you dead, wanna





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Q Strange's song "Murderkill" delves deep into the dark and twisted psyche of a serial killer. Q Strange depicts himself as mentally disturbed and violent person, who derives pleasure from the pain and suffering of others. In the first verse, he mentions his craving for hurting people and torturing them to the point of begging for death. He boasts about his abilities to write violent lyrics without needing any writing materials, except a knife. Q Strange is not only interested in killing and torturing people but also preserving the body parts of his victims as a testament to his gruesome activities.


The second verse of the song is even more macabre, where he goes into graphic detail about stabbing and mutilating a pregnant woman. He then removes the fetus and other vital organs, wraps them in a bag, and takes them to work for his lunch break. He even sleeps with a dead body without a head and enjoys the decaying smell. This depiction of violence and grotesque actions is not for the faint-hearted, but serves as an insight into the mind of a killer.


Overall, the lyrics in this song are not meant to be taken literally, but rather as an artistic expression of the violent and twisted world that many serial killers inhabit.


Line by Line Meaning

Brand New For 2003
A statement indicating the release date of the song.


That Murderous Shit
The song is about disturbing and graphic violence.


Murda Murda Murda, Kill Kill Kill
The chorus emphasizes the themes of murder and killing.


I'm Q-Strange, they say I'm quite ill
The artist is known for creating songs about controversial and disturbing topics.


I'm a basket case, I'm sure your path is demented
The artist considers himself to be mentally unstable and believes that other people have issues as well.


All this anger inside needs to be vented
The artist has a lot of pent-up rage that needs to be released.


Hey, yo don't be offended, when I slashin' ya face
The artist is warning the listener that he will say and do violent things in this song.


Im doin' you a favor punk you off to a better place
The artist believes that killing someone is actually helping them because they will be in a better place.


A nutcase wit a taste for torture
The artist enjoys causing pain and suffering to others.


A bloody butcher knife is in my hand ready to slaughter
The artist is holding a weapon and is prepared to kill someone.


I oughta get treatment for my sick mind
The artist acknowledges that he has psychological issues that require professional help.


I saw my therapist Dr. Doom and he said I'm fine
The artist has seen a therapist, but he doesn't believe that he is actually okay.


But I'm about to watch you suffer kid
The artist is going to cause pain and misery to the listener.


Strap you in a chair and put toothpicks in ya eyelids
The artist is describing a gruesome torture scenario involving toothpicks and the victim's eyes.


Prying them open till you can't sleep for weeks
The artist wants to cause the victim to suffer sleep deprivation for an extended period of time.


In ya own fecal matter, is all you can eat
The artist is saying that the victim will be so tortured that they will resort to eating their own feces for sustenance.


And then for a treat, I might slice ya neck
The artist is considering killing the victim in a particularly brutal way.


Or maybe stab ya chest you'll be beggin' for death yes
The artist wants to cause the victim so much pain that they will want to die.


When I write lyrics I don't need a pen or a pad
The artist is saying that he doesn't need traditional writing tools because he is inspired by his violent fantasies.


I just grab a knife and start to stab
The artist uses violence as a form of inspiration for his music.


And on my wall in drippin' blood I write my rhymes
The artist is saying that he writes his lyrics in blood on his wall.


I got eyeballs hangin' on my porch like wind chimes
The artist has preserved body parts as decorations on his porch.


And if you think that's sick, just open my fridge
The artist is suggesting that there are even more disturbing things in his refrigerator.


I got two heads, a torso, and a couple limbs
The artist is keeping dismembered body parts in his fridge.


In my trash bin I fill to the rims
The artist is disposing of the remains of his victims in his trash can.


With bloody guts, what the fuck, life is pretty grim
The artist is reminding the listener of how gruesome and bleak life can be.


Severed heads scattered all over my lawn like a cabbage patch
The artist has carefully placed the heads of his victims on his lawn.


I grab a ax, I kick ya nuts like a hackey sack
The artist is describing another violent scenario involving a weapon.


And that's a fact, I got the innovation that you lack
The artist is saying that he is more creative and original than other artists.


A wacky jack in a crappy act, singin' happy raps
The artist is contrasting himself with other rappers who create more uplifting and positive music.


But if it's sinister then that's a different story
The artist is saying that he only wants to create music about disturbing and violent topics.


Fuck keep it real man, I'd rather keep it real gory
The artist believes that authenticity in music means embracing darker and more violent themes.


Don't try to understand the sick talk
The artist is warning the listener not to try to make sense of the violent and disturbing things he is saying.


I'm runnin' down the street with dead babies on a pitchfork
The artist is describing a violent and gruesome scenario involving dead babies.


A bitch talk I don't hesitate to stab her
The artist views women as acceptable targets for his violent behavior.


Then I'll grab her, put her in the trunk of an Impala
The artist is describing a situation where he kidnaps a woman and puts her in a car trunk.


Then I take her out, I drag her in the house
The artist is describing how he brings his kidnapped victim into his home.


The funs about to begin I take my tools out
The artist is describing how he gets pleasure out of torturing and killing his victim.


Now, I put the knife inside her gently drag it down her tummy
The artist is describing a particularly gruesome method of torture.


Surprise surprise this ones an expecting mommy
The artist has discovered that his victim is pregnant, which adds a particularly disturbing element to her murder.


I remove the fetus and I put it in a jar
The artist is keeping the fetus of his pregnant victim as a twisted souvenir.


Pull out some vital organ like the spleen and a heart
The artist is describing how he removes organs from his victims during the torture process.


I rap it up and put it in a bag so I can take
The artist takes souvenirs from his victims as trophies to remember his violent acts.


It to work tomorrow eat it on my lunch break
The artist is implying that he will eat the organs he collected from his victim for his lunch.


This is great and the fun is just startin'
The artist is describing how he gets enjoyment out of torturing and killing his victims.


I rap intestines, all around my apartment like garland
The artist has preserved the entrails of his victim as decoration in his home.


Look down at the hollow corpse a pretty sight
The artist is describing how he enjoys looking at the dead, mutilated body of his victim.


Kiss her on the cheek now its time to say goodnight
The artist is trying to humanize his victim even though he has just killed her.


Now who's that sleepin' in my bed
The artist has another dead body in his home.


It's a dead body wit no head
The artist has decapitated his victim.


Skin is turning gray, starting to decay
The artist is describing the physical deterioration of the dead body.


Smellin' really bad, but I like it that way
The artist is saying that he enjoys the smell of a decaying dead body.


Get under the covers, hug her cuz I love her
The artist is trying to show affection for the dead body even though it is gruesome.


First thing in the morning I guess I'll dispose of her
The artist plans to get rid of the dead body in the morning.


Click on the TV before I go to sleep
The artist is settling in for the night and is going to watch TV before going to bed.


The news says two kids have been missing for weeks
The artist is watching a news report about two missing children.


If they only knew one was dead floating down the creek
The artist is implying that he killed one of the missing children and disposed of his body in a creek.


And the other one is in my torture chamber as we speak
The artist has kidnapped the other missing child and is currently torturing him/her.


I'm unique and I'm sick abstract in the thoughts in my head
The artist is saying that he has abnormal thoughts and is proud of his unconventional ideas.


I'm crazy I wanna see you dead, wanna
The artist is saying that he is mentally unstable and wants to kill the listener.


Murda Murda Murda, Kill Kill Kill
The chorus reiterates the theme of violence and killing in the song.




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Daz Bee

one of my fav q. i read in his interview he hated his sound on this! if only he could hear it from our point of view. fucking wicked!!!!

Antonio Montoya

hell yeah man, this is a aweosme song tho right dog

Antonio Montoya

hell yeah man, subscribe n rate bro. he is really talented i added some more songs up of Q, im going to be finding some more on and on to put on youtube cause there aint much Q-Strange on youtube

Orlok Blackwater

Yes! He shouted out kool kieth! Q is one of the best horrorcore rappersof the millennium

UndergroundHorrorRap

@SoopaSlick Psychopathic is horrorcore. Artists from Phsychopathic records have influenced so many Horrorcore artists.

iron milk

@amkr4life i like Psychopathic an real wicked shit i love hororcore!

Dylan Smoot

@amk son not just psychopathic is wicket shit look up grew so dark ft fetus kombine psycho Jesus the best horrorcore song I've heard n did q diss tech I thought q was a Lo

Alicia Bell

Whoop Whoop

bondservant4Him

eminems sample?

Juggalo Fred

Masta ace ya dumb fuck

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