Lyrics:
thugocracy
Butcher's Apron
Blood on your hands lets us see
Butcher's Apron
Use your power maliciously
Butcher's Apron
No Hope of Survival
Level Up
"We'll
aprrentice
Am I the Satan to my haven
my 1 true god
or a demon cooking hell with a butchers apron
yo I swear the only joy I get
is watching cold worlds
your baby mama door
My nigga where it's at? (ah)
Diamond Butcher Slim Skin
Apron baggin' crack
Shot him in the forehead, came out the back
Oh my, all my
races
To frighten, coerce or scare
Oh, you'll find a butcher's apron
The English flag is there
It waves above blazing hovels
Where Africans victims died
doesn't want you
For a future so fucking bleak
One of millions
The survivors remain
We'll come for you
No stopping
No stopping
Til the butchers apron
Make your shirt look like you got on a butcher's apron
Go ahead and make the steak then, bitch nigga
Rich nigga talkin', this how money sound
I'm just
hatchet
And di butcher apron
Me gun dem lock dung di plaza
It bun dem through Mobay say Gaza
It hurt dem through Mobay say Gaza
Hey Milla it nuh done yet
salute
Those who tugged at the master butcher's apron strings
The sun never sets
The blood never dried
The fruitless sacrifice
Of the butchers
a minute, I see, never must've been, hear me
Surrounded by eleven and they all look grim
Butcher aprons with blood stains
Faces are pigs with people brains
don't end up un-broke
Yes I hope, even if your worry burns your home
Your regret is all gone
Long Gone
-
May I put on a butcher's apron?
May I carve upon
was known as the Old Butcher's Apron
With innocent blood on its furls
This is a song for you Gideon
And many others like you.
They went off to die with
Butcher's apron
No apologies, no remorse
Everything I have I took by force
I am the prophesied, I am the source
My destiny is manifest and it will
year?
Ah, let's go
Ski mask, crooked faces, this rap shit took us places
My strap get put in faces, that's word to my butcher apron
Around
and wrapped in butcher's apron
Mastering the race
Ian and Myra admiration worked
How absurd
Meatlife - I caught you in a car light
Affected in a past life
Cryptic, slaughtering
Butcher's apron
Five eyes are watching me
Five eyes are watching you
Nowhere left to run to
Nothing left for me to do
I've
so
To get same day deliverance from the GPO
I've a relentless Republican vendetta
All arguments have been made better
But I wanna burn the butcher's
with my family and ill speak of you no more
Load up your Crossley Tenders with your horrid Black and Tans
And take your Butchers Apron your not welcome
Child porn stars with suicidal ideation
Pledging allegiance to the butchers apron
Midnight knobhead knocking at my door
Selling his trainers for draw
American nightmare
Butcher apron and chain saw
I don't give a fuck about who you niggas is
I don't give a fuck about where you niggas from
I don't give
the butchers apron no longer seen
but all i know is that peace must win
and i thought this was Ireland mot Britain
a six country state is a bastard state
why oh
line
Down in the train yard out by the stockyard
Butchers with aprons hack meat in the snow
Blood has the brothers pulsing with envy
Heading for
every rhyme I write
I’m like a butcher, no apron, bloodstains on my Nikes
Bitterness on a lead it’s my animal companion
Vanity abandoned and left by
their rubber aprons and their butcher's hooks
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
There's no name, there's no name
For
Incidentally the revolution will be televised
With one head for business and another for good looks
Until they started arriving with their rubber aprons
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