Head hunter, God damn man, I'm getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna Head hunter, God damn man, I'm getcha hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha (Mastamind)
Right now, I the dead body funk I'm for the dunk, a motherfuckin head hunta I'm takin aim, I got my on the prize Everybody drop low to the ground I throw ya down on my hands, somebody got hit Fuckin witcha heads, goin in and out and in I didn't come to I come to drop shit ask why, life's a bitch then you'll die I'm all up in the head my minds gone with the wind Real niggaz die, don't say goodbye to the bad guy Mastamind and I came to take you with me Take you on a through my underground city When you don't alone look behind ya Run don't hide keep runnin cause I'm I might find ya, Mastamind's a finda I gotta plan, I gotcha in my hands I sing my battle cry when the wicked are drummin I'm the head old wicked shit caused a madman
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(Esham) I think I need some therapy my is playing tricks on me I see everything in 3-D, I bust a shot at D I'm off dead, and if I'm deader then I'm better than I looked his head again, fill him fulla lead again gotta gun again someone said I done em in If I did, I done em 13 ways so here I come for my might I might, cut you with a butcher knife Butcher burn you better better burn you up on night Cracka jack killa cracka with an ax So take it take it yo, or it take it slow Better duck when I or you're gettin waxed But if I got an ax you go I'm the head hunta
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(Mastamind) I'm ready to do away witcha, in a day I'm get'cha cha, slit cha Aggrevations of the came down on me Now I'm starvin for a cracker he tried to clown on me Now you're life's in my hands, get down on ya I'm back, I'm back to put ya on ya Bulldozer ya ass over, and lay ya its like that I seen ya cracka smile when they hung us the trees Cause I had flashbacks, ask why I got an ax for the blacks Judgement day is here, time to throw the at the crook Take it all back, everything ya I in ya face about to confront cha I'mma you under, I'mma head hunter (CHORUS)
(Esham) I think I a shotgun, pop and I got one Devil underground, brains all around Pull the trigga nigga, nigga I'ma grave Head hunter wig splitta, slave Freaka catcha, gonna wet'cha a bullet as I cock the hammer back, the trigger pull it Hole in the back of ya head, so now holy In God we trust so I bust a gun shot Holy shit I gotta empty out the holy Head hunta stop, head hunta chop chop I wanna blow ya head off so bust a lead off be dead off, instead blood stains red off Chopped off in a cop car The H-U-N-T-E-R So far haven't been yet Number one fuck around and get ya damn shirt wet You I'm gonna you know I wanna Ya better get ya head out in fronta I'm the head hunta
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