Lyrics:
standing by, I'll tell these niggas, "Let's go"
And then we fin' to ride, and he fin' to die
He fin' to die, throwing up his own blood
With a slug in his
pull these capers all the time
With the ugliest AK, I blow his motherfuckin' mind
Him and whoever standin' by, I'll tell these niggaz, "Let's go"
nobody put the battery
'Cause those things'll go 'pop pop' through your anatomy
I'm hungry nigga, I'll eat your flesh
I'ma butcher, chainsaw through
My name is Joseph Perez
Um, I go by SentRock
I do visual art
I said, "Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah"
Now I'm
moving uphill
pursued by a bus
He saw a white church with a
Three blue-domed roof
A crucifix on the top
And an ant walked
Along the edge of his book
Anybody thinkin evil is feasible
Need to go
Everybody that's bane fault
I'm a kill 'em wit a chainsaw
I'm a damage and mangle
The devilish death by an angel
on that tag on yo' toe
Now who gon tell yo mother, her baby's under a cover in the morgue
Stiff as a log, sniffed out by the dogs
Son of a hard headed
exactly what ya came for
The wordplay that make ya brain saw
Massacre, no chainsaw
Yo main chick is the gang whore (hahaha)
Different tally same tall
If
rather slide
Cold game in these streets, kept it by my side
Now I cross my T's and I dot my I's
Catch 'em from long range, let that chopper ride
When
fright no life or fight left inside his eyes, you can tell a sucker just by salivating right
Like a red raw steak eaten on my break beat a chunk of plasma
Chainsaw
My buddy Max was axed in the back by his wife Mrs. X
Sharp like a knife, she's exact, she never misses an ex
Speakin' of Mike Myers, it seems like
the 18th horror concept
I'll meet those men that Jeff Bass tells a tale in the track
Watch your step, ‘fore ya both legs ripped off by the chainsaw
While
in yesterdays clothes
I'm a chainsaw smoker with a thirst for blood since were on the sub-deck can you get me some
When I was 19 I tryed to cut off my
time
Then I be drillin' her
I keep you in my realm
I keep you in the sound
I keep myself up high
Because the haze by the pound
And my imagination
You can
bitches out there but I grow weed plants
So every time I hit the blunt
It's like I'm hitting that ass
And I'm Shaggy, throwing heads in the air by
My mind is finally clearing
What is this sound I'm hearing?
Chainsaws on bone and gristle
Carving out a new epistle
I've got my pencil sharpened
Home Cafe
Now my daddy was a music lovin' man
He stood six-foot-seven, had big ol' hands
He'd lost two fingers in a chainsaw but he could still play
Bound by flesh and inked in blood
A book in a cabin in the woods
The spell is heard by ancient evil
Stir the force from its slumber
One by one
costly fee have to you involved
Raise ya glass toast one
Up to the heavens above
By any chance you ever experience
Many feelings of love
You dug it up
I'm
this really off the dome peep me
Could you figure a bigger nigga
One who do it better
One like a bigger nigga
And what I mean by that I got alot of doe
I'm a chainsaw soldier
Wit' insane ideas like fuckin' dead chicks
And takin' the world over
And the way I feel is you
Lose when you don't try
Ain't
killed
My only aim is to take many lives
The more the better I feel
My only pleasure is to hear many cries
From those tortured by my steel
The colour
droppin' by, to say hi
There ain't nobody, that's caring whether I live or die
I have nobody, to tell about, my growing angers
I have nobody, to tell
forth by book of a
Deathly plague!
My axe dulls as it strikes their brain!
I am going insane!
Laughter fills this cabin with grim intentions,
And a slug
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