Lyrics:
eyes and walk on
It's giant crows swoopin at me, got me carry me on
I cut it's claws with the hatchet that I keep in my hand
Even in Hell, you best
limb, never need a psycho's hatchet
Cause my claws are so drastic, and they stretch you like elastic
And your flesh is so feeble, getting ripped like some
dentist everyday I floss
Got my hammer for you scavengers I'm smashing crab claws
Got a couple of hatchets barrel filled up with acid
No evidence of foul
Scratch scratches
Fire starts with matches
They're burning down the world and chopping down with hatchets
Life in plastic
Blood still splashes
Scratch scratches
Fire starts with matches
They're burning down the world and chopping down with hatchets
Life in plastic
Blood still splashes
Somebody give them the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever send her to mally mall's
Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's claws
Coming out
You fuck with a beast
You gettin the claws the paws and feet
I'm on his street
Got the whole gang it look like a fleet
He was a leach
Ain't no more
meaning of bury the hatchet
I'm furious, ratchet
All of this is hustle and that's it
Folks leak other secrets, frequently that stuff is redacted
You tough
shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought it'd be so fuckin' easy murderin' a priest
We went into the confession booth, he took off his clothes
on my shoulder, felt the claw of the beast
I never thought itd be so fuckin easy murdering a priest
We went into the confession booth, he took off his
want some shit (Uh, huh)
I got yo gift, a brand new hatchet
Let's see if your back can catch it
This year Santa Claus get reckless
Leavin' you neckpiece
I walk in the Pentagon with a blood soaked hatchet
Leave the president's nose shattered
Stretch his neck like go gadget, and toe tag it
You
the hatchet with me and said
The crow arises faster but could see the light
All night is dark and full of terrors
Her claw tore in me a scar
Another time,
as a glove
Not a fighter but I’ll guarantee if you try to push me
Better know imma shove
The truths in the racket, the racket’s the hatchet
And I wanna bury
Condemned to envy and blood
Grave scratched by raven claws
Curse faith repent to ground
Evil to his own creature
Old serpent immaculate
Hatchet on the tree
acceptable.
Rain it is coming down,
I can feel the drench on my crown.
Gasp for breath as I feel I drown,
Claw for surface look like a clown.
Stress to max
away
Stand up and face, my sins today
Nailed to the cross, waste away
I will be the one to go down, bury the hatchet leave this town
Never to return, I'm
messages on them
Giving back
If you give a whack diss
This is what gon' really happen
A mishap when I hit stab
I finish with a hatchet
I'm silly, witty
Biggest theropod of the late Jurassic
I can use my head and use it like a hatchet
Horns upon my head I'm the one whose called
Allosaurus
He's
bones, I'll gnaw
Rip out your jaw with my claws
Til I'm rid of y'allz
You better...
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run
You better...
Run, run, run, run,
I've been reminiscing with your ghost
Something has got to change for us both
Burying the hatchet, playing into your game
Before I clench my claws
I've been reminiscing with your ghost
Something has got to change for us both
Burying the hatchet, playing into your game
Before I clench my claws
I've been reminiscing with your ghost
Something has got to change for us both
Burying the hatchet, playing into your game
Before I clench my claws
I've been reminiscing with your ghost
Something has got to change for us both
Burying the hatchet, playing into your game
Before I clench my claws
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