
REDWOODS (SLOWED AND DRUNGED) Sematary (Ft. Hackle)
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[Intro: Sematary]
(Hauntaholics Mixtapes)
Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics
Real Haunted Mound
I got my cutter in the party
Screaming Forest
Haunted Mound
Yeah
Haugh
[Chorus: Sematary]
Walk up in my woods, I’m gon' skin ya whole
We creep and sneak and rock and roll around the redwoods
Yeah, we the Haunted Mound from where the trees frown
And boy, we got them shotgun, walk up wrong, we let 'em blow
See, my bat got some nails in it and she gon' crack your skull
And I don't even like livin', but I still go harder than you
Every day is Halloween, and every night's a ritual
Party in the forest, turn up in the redwoods
[Verse 1: Sematary]
Haunted Mound skinwalkers walk up, skin ya whole
I got my fucking cutter in the party, turnin' up
Creepin' out the dark forest, we do rituals
Lay your skin out to dry just like Harold
I’m blowin' scary ghosts when I smoke my cancer smoke
Body dropper drop ya down like Ash Williams
Shotgun my shadow, redwoods my only friends
Me tie dough-ty walker, we are real scarecrows
(Hauntaholics Mixtapes)
Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics
Real Haunted Mound
I got my cutter in the party
Screaming Forest
Haunted Mound
Yeah
Haugh
[Chorus: Sematary]
Walk up in my woods, I’m gon' skin ya whole
We creep and sneak and rock and roll around the redwoods
Yeah, we the Haunted Mound from where the trees frown
And boy, we got them shotgun, walk up wrong, we let 'em blow
See, my bat got some nails in it and she gon' crack your skull
And I don't even like livin', but I still go harder than you
Every day is Halloween, and every night's a ritual
Party in the forest, turn up in the redwoods
[Verse 1: Sematary]
Haunted Mound skinwalkers walk up, skin ya whole
I got my fucking cutter in the party, turnin' up
Creepin' out the dark forest, we do rituals
Lay your skin out to dry just like Harold
I’m blowin' scary ghosts when I smoke my cancer smoke
Body dropper drop ya down like Ash Williams
Shotgun my shadow, redwoods my only friends
Me tie dough-ty walker, we are real scarecrows
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