Straight out the crops. Straight out the crops. Straight out the crops. Straight out the stix. Straight out the stix. Straight out the stix. Straight out the stix.
She lies awake for days suffering in misery. No one to hold her close and give her what she really needs. . Blood flows like a busted nose. Red fluid drains down and it stains your clothes.
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night [echoes]. Snakes [repeat and echoes]. . In the belly of the beast, a place thats miles away. In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray.
Southern nights are sippin on Henny. Southern nights are rolling up that good. Southern nights are hot sticky and muggy. Doublewide tucked in the woods.
She was new in town.. She was a treasure that I found.. She liked to swim at night.. And she was angel like.. . *Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you?*.
Sippin on down. Sippin around. Tippin up a anotha cupa. Sippin' on down. . Sippin on down. Sippin around. Tippin up anotha cupa. And sip it on down. .
This is a cat (meow). This is a horse (whinny). A cow says (moo). . I hear them talking to me and the demons stalkin me. Running in between my thoughts and dreams I think they haunting me.
A tisket, a tasket. The Skarecrows out his casket. Turn off the lights and lock the door. Prayin' that he passes. . A vision of the dead in the embread backwoods.
A tisket, a tasket. The Skarecrows out his casket. Turn off the lights and lock the door. Prayin' that he passes. . A vision of the dead in the embread backwoods.
[Verse 1:]. In my hands I hold the key to who I wanna be. Solutions to my problems are just sitting right in front of me. I crush them up with a little bit of gun powder.
You cannot even envision in the darkest cathoclisms. Of your fucking mind as its throws you into aneurysms. It's got your blood clotting and your fucking veins rotting.
[Verse 1]. Pitch black red clay screams echo from the trees kudzu covers every living thing and dead folks seen down by the side of the road voodoo chants to echos and the squak of the crows yeah who knows just what you'll find on a midnight ride if ya stoppin for a piss or if ya battery dies you'll wanna keep on movin don't stop for a second there's a thousand lost souls who fuckin learned that lesson.
Nobody move I got the Six shooter fully loaded,. Finger like an automatic, bout ta let it fuckin go,. And take a bunch of lives, and I ain't leavin till I hit tha door,.
We walk all alone. Always on our own. We walk all alone. Always on our own. . I remember when life was a struggle. It ain't all roses now but back then it was double.
[Verse 1]. In the belly of the beast a place that's miles away. In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray. A choir sings with their eyes sown shut.
(Out here). Out here where the sun don't shine. We 'bout that hardcore liquor and that muskadine wine. (Out here). It's a fight even to survive. You a lucky motherfucker if u make it out alive.
Lookin' out across the crowd, see painted faces all around me,. Movin' to that shit I'm sayin', bouncin' to that bass that's poundin'. Y'all know my lyrics, spit that shit just like you fuckin' wrote it,.
Monster, how should I feel?. Creatures lie here. Looking through the window. . Monster, how should I feel?. Creatures lie here. Looking through the window.
[Verse One: AKA]. Started from bottom, was rolling around in that Toyota bakkie. The summer is ours, I'm hungry for power, Gaddafi Gaddafi. You go to the tube and all that you see is Versace Versace.
Chorus[4x]. You and jay. [?] houser. [Verse 1: KA]. Nothin and the class and gotta home game me. [?], you gotta shit, [?], time. [?], shoot and the shit, [?] fuck and 'N' [?] way.