[Chorus]
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing left
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Cause they swing right, swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing left
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Cause they swing right, swing right to left
[Verse 1: Jamie Madrox]
Stained glass image
I can levitate like Criss Angel
Over the line of scrimmage
Try to stop me but I'm too quick
I'm dyslexic I move like bayou magic
Neck bones, cow tongues and rooster blood
Twiztid, if you ain't down, we don't know you, son
Explicit like amateur fuck-tapes
Where bitches shoving everything
And the kitchen sink up in they cupcake
Ruthless like O'Shea and Andre in the early days
Cutting edge like snuff tapes
Draped up in all black like Barnabas
Dark Shadows catching the dark image up on a cross
Cut 'em up - four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
They fought the Bat til they getting destroyed
Don't bring a butter knife to to an axe fight, homeboy
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing left
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Cause they swing right, swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
Four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing left
Four four four fist two axe handles of death
Cause they swing right, swing right to left
[Verse 1: Jamie Madrox]
Stained glass image
I can levitate like Criss Angel
Over the line of scrimmage
Try to stop me but I'm too quick
I'm dyslexic I move like bayou magic
Neck bones, cow tongues and rooster blood
Twiztid, if you ain't down, we don't know you, son
Explicit like amateur fuck-tapes
Where bitches shoving everything
And the kitchen sink up in they cupcake
Ruthless like O'Shea and Andre in the early days
Cutting edge like snuff tapes
Draped up in all black like Barnabas
Dark Shadows catching the dark image up on a cross
Cut 'em up - four fist two axe handles of death
Watch yourself cause they swing right to left
They fought the Bat til they getting destroyed
Don't bring a butter knife to to an axe fight, homeboy
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