Lyrics:
but i'm born for this cant forget im the guy
cnd when i'm landing at home i use my meat like a butcher
Go in deeper than 2 white chicks tryna not blow
tonight at midnight the butcher will rise
When the sun foes down you best not find yourself
With no one home you're not alone
You'll all be dead by dawn
Gnowed nails get bloody
Carving her skin, carving her body
Red lips duct taped
She is trying to move, She is finally waking
Faint sigh,lashe shiver
They should call me Benny the way I Butcher shit
I see the pros but the Conway seem to move the sticks
Call me the boldest and coldest but I ain't
[Originally by The Police]
Roxanne
You don't have to put on the red light
Those days are over
You don't have to sell your body to the night
Roxanne
Flyblown prince of spoiled flesh
Tonight he is a red wrath
A flurry of bolt cutters spit out the canvas
Butcher Hydra
Hivemind Omega
Fleshbound
static
Bright red eyes of the alcoholic monster
Dead-ass bitch mutilated in the dumpster
Life signs keep coming up flatlines
Catch me on the flip
Side
rings
'cause the goal is your soul
And I only see red when
I'm reading your code
You looking red like you're seeing a ghost
Witness the death as I
Butcher
theology of time as your days blow by
It'll be like Yoda with Luke in the Dagobah
The truth is coming like Butcher, nigga, that's word to Jigga
I pray you
pleasuring my pee pee
Smart crew TCN, lyrical graffiti
Drug roll precise, like a hooker with the dice
Butcher with the knife, you get tooken for your life
So
Look here see
Pretty Mike shanked Two-Face Al over some gal
Found the body dead in the isles
Death by strangulation, microphone cord
A dirty broad
Creeping at night ready to
Take your fucking life roll the dice
Never think twice
Killing these bitches will always suffice
1-8-7, drinking red rum
Red blood has flown, laughter, a giggle
My nightmares alive
An idiot screamed
Tuxedos, empty shell with a cause
To deceive you, false promises made
Say less, blew him
In the west, I'm rim
Want some, they come
Who's first lads? One by one
Tell me how many times you dogs got, got
We took
a big reveal
See my own face
Give a little piggy squeal
Kinda odd
This time one I didn't steal
Guess I'll make myself a delicious meal
Boisterous butcher
'Devil's Playground' - bullets are flying.
There's another star in heaven - and footprints on the moon
So ignore the reign of terror - the bloody red
Beneath the tailor, stitches
Crowds and crowds of butchers play
Hung high from the ceiling
Staring at it wondering how
No tree, no wall can
a red flag
Also mama said she'll be there by 7:45 probably 7:55 but whatever (Yessir bloc)
That's a red flag
Big ugly bitch make sure you listen to every
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
Red Alert
'em up
I don't be givin' a motherfuck, red dead bodies in this truck, time to get another truck
This is my last time, sicker than the ass virus
It's
Ha ha, yeah, P!
What you say nigga? Get the fuck outta here
Listen, P!
It go beast mode, I live by the street code
I beat foes the fuck up when
the butcher is king
This is two-hundred and sixty pounds of ground meat in a town sound sleep
Countin' cards while they count sleep
Now I'm on a sacrificial
, to a new days dawn
Hes Overcome by peace
Will he succumb to the darkness again,
The Butchers of souls
Is it too soon
Guess not
I been that nigga since
S dots
Hitting home runs
In my red Sox
Take out the head
And the rest stop
Hoes love how
I hit
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