Cleaver chop you up to pieces
Meat grind that shit to a paste
I'll feed you my kids my family
We're fucked up
Get a taste of my home
We're fucked up
Swallow my world
We're fucked up
Hey fuck face I'll knock your lights out
One two to the head I drop you dead
System shock
Body rot
I'll bury you inside my bed
Ship that off to a charity shop
Orphan kid wake up for Christmas
He got a dead body in his business
Rotten smell takes him back home
But not the skull that breathes on his face
Better than ghost rider who burn your flеsh
Leave you looking like his son
No еyes no teeth no jaw
Like I said on the first line I'll spin ya jaw
Do anything to leave me in a Guinness book
Yellow tape across the block
Nobody wanna see that shit
So you know I fucked it up right
Meat grind that shit to a paste
I'll feed you my kids my family
We're fucked up
Get a taste of my home
We're fucked up
Swallow my world
We're fucked up
Hey fuck face I'll knock your lights out
One two to the head I drop you dead
System shock
Body rot
I'll bury you inside my bed
Ship that off to a charity shop
Orphan kid wake up for Christmas
He got a dead body in his business
Rotten smell takes him back home
But not the skull that breathes on his face
Better than ghost rider who burn your flеsh
Leave you looking like his son
No еyes no teeth no jaw
Like I said on the first line I'll spin ya jaw
Do anything to leave me in a Guinness book
Yellow tape across the block
Nobody wanna see that shit
So you know I fucked it up right
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