"We would like to invite you on a A tale of an of death Watch us as we the axe."
I took the axe off the shelf in the tool It's telling me I gotta fuckin bloody the My victim Cut her head off at the She was a with AIDS Spreading disease like it was Cut the off her pimp Before he started to trash Two bodies in my and police on a manhunt I'm on the noose They me for blocks Seen a homie on the So I passed the axe to
I the axe the fuck am I supposed to do with that? It's all And it looks like its been in and out of back Grips on the handle, dripping down the neck So I grabbed that bitch *laugh* back Who get halfed up by the half with Who got a of problems And don't give a shit, bitch You can fall victim to the double furry be scared, be worried, man
Pass it, something sharp and And I'll it back Don't I'll pass it back It's raining, the rain is dark and And I'll pass it Don't worry I'll it back
I took the axe back to the shed I stay Cleaned off the blood and then sharpened up the Waited dark and then ran through the hood And chopped up bums like they're blocks of wood I can't see myself stopping and if I do then I'm And the only way I'm dying is if I my own head Grip on the tip, so my nub won't And I'm about to fuckin' pass it to the of 2 Dope bitch
I took your axe and swang it through like When I cut you better run, duck, and cover You know your jugular well, it's I blacked out last and realized in the morning dig another hole in the backyard Run get me a shovel, it that hard And understand that I got a hairpin wrist I squeeze it off, haha, you get the gist
Pass it, sharp and wicked And I'll it back Don't worry I'll pass it It's raining, the rain is and wicked And I'll pass it Don't I'll pass it back
J] I the axe Perhaps I had a I seen a pretty pretty And I couldn't I cut it I knives with precision But noting like the feeling Of the incision Flip it over, a radio I pound his head into a pizza With the Threw it the sky and let it stick in my back And passed out at Monoxide's front porch that
I took the axe and lost my mind On cop who pulled up behind me I handcuffed him on the of the street And started em with it like I was making a beat Oh God! Another cop up So I grabbed the same axe and it in his forehead Two more dead, and dismembered Now it's back in the and that's all I remember
Pass it, something and wicked And I'll pass it Don't worry I'll pass it raining, the rain is dark and wicked And I'll it back Don't worry I'll pass it
"The axe splits so many backs Its back to the shed to relax that So many failed with no to tell And it's only be the stain they left On the axe."