Lyrics:
you watch your
Body parts in my basement
I'm a super freak talkin'
I cut your cheeks off
I got no choice, I gotta be fearce
I gotta get this hatchet
And I will never change
(chorus)
I wanna hold up this hatchet
Psychopathic Records shit we'll burn the whole planet down
I wanna run with this hatchet
We
You got em blunts
I got em
Matches
Matches
Matches
Matches
You got em trees
I got em
Hatchets
Hatchets
Hatchets
Hatchets
I got the fire
You see
dizzie)
If you don't know (Worldwide)
Ridin', ridin', ridin', hatchet ridin'
Ridin', ridin', straight up ridin'
Ridin', ridin', hatchet ridin'
Ridin',
Skull fragments are flying through the air
Brains and blood scattered just about everywhere you look
Swing of the hatchet gives permanent damage,
get along
We're always fighting about things
That should be dead and gone
We bury the hatchet
But leave the handle stickin' out
We're always
You'll be a bitch muthaf**ka till the day you die
And I put that on the hatchet, my homies, and Drive-By
I put that on the hatchet!
I ride for my homies!
to wire your jaw
You'll be a bitch muthafucka till the day you die
And I put that on the hatchet, my homies, and Drive-By
I put that on the hatchet!
I
Bury the hatchet now
A fire's burning inside me
And the flames continue to grow
The rage is intensifying inside me
I'm spinning outta control
cleaver, silver platter
Hatchet for the honeymoon
Incinerator, investigator
Hatchet for the honeymoon
Meat cleaver, silver platter
Hatchet for the honeymoon
hatchet man window tinted repin for that
family love up in the mall
with my kids
You cant hate us cause
We don't give a f**k
Bump the wicked shit
Rock
played my part yea my feelings they detaching
I need a hatchet
Tryna cut ties
I don't feel the same when you be looking in my eyes
It's a lot that's
stick at nothing
You better give yourself up
Can't stop to see you suffering
Time for your blood to spill
Unbury the hatchet
Kick the mighty from
Fancy meeting you here, my dear
Someone told me you would be here waiting for me
To bury the hatchet
To bury the hatchet
To bury the...
Now
of human skin
I forge my axe of shining steel-I´ll tear you outside-in
HATCHET LOVER
Bury hatchet
Legend has it
Beauty pageant
Bury hatchet
I see places
I see faces
I see daisies
I see fairies
I see mermaids waving hello
I see angels with
way to bury the hatchet
Once forgotten you can never remember
Who you were it all seems like a blur
Simple ways
Simple times
Gone out of way
Everything
insecurities
I will stand up for those who have suffered
Been crucified by your insecurities
You can't say what love is
When you're castrated...
Fuckers
Hatchets
all wishing, no doing
Fumble in the dark, all searching, no moving
House lights up now, end of the movie
Call it what it is, a mess
The hatchet's not
Yea
Look at my coat rack
Full of my stuff
Please don't jack it
Got my pitch perfect
New hatchet
Cut my ties off, No baggage
You'll do anything
quick to forget ya without the hatchet and gat out.
So we rose the hatchet, do or die, now Juggalos standing tall, after all 6 have risen the end
bottle fed baby
Yeah hatchet wound is driving me crazy
And a hatchet wound does truly amaze me
'Cause she's a top of the shelf lady
And I'm a low
certain rituals for bein' ghetto
Keep yo' ass underground, when it's dark, go balistic
I'm representin' all the crazy juggalos
With a hatchet in they hand,
everyday
Try to bank skrilla is everyday
Runnin with a hatchet is everyday
Psychopathic everyday
Black trucks bumpin is everyday
Try to bank skrilla is
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