Color You Dead

Rip out ya skeleton
Im somethin like
Davidian Ill catch you while ya sleepin put a hook through ya jugular then climb out your window
Im the scarecrow muderer[Chorus]
Rip out ya skeleton burn the flesh
Im somethin like
Davidian David
Koresh Ill catch you while ya sleepin put a hook through ya jugular then climb out your window
Im the scarecrow muderer[Verse 1]
Bury my corpse and turn it upside down so
I dont claw through my coffin crawlin up out the ground cause you dont wanna see a pissed off blood suckin motha ********* rabies infested just like a rat from the gutter.
Frothy at the mouth teeth sharper than a needle one function in my cranium is go and kill people and
Im good at what
I do really ask any body the dead dont talk but you can see how many bodies go missin and
Im wi************n
I could catch you all alone sink my fangs in ya veins leave ya drained to the bone like a human juice box with straw in ya eye socket cut ya tongue out and put that ************ in my pocket.[Chorus][Verse 2]
************ from a demon and the heart of a gypsy mixed them both together when the wicth is feelin tipsy add a little liqour little
X a little blow and what do ya get next the mother ********* scarecrow always ready for the murder all about a homicide seen crawlin out the window on the day ya momma died and on the day ya momma cried when she found you in bed with ya throat slit skull spilt decapitated head blood drippin form the ceilin and the words on ya door read ya better run and hide because
Im comin for ya whore
Im the sickest of the sickest and
I got a little sickness never leave em breathen never leave a ******* ** witness.[Chorus X2][Verse 3]
Ill leave a hole in ya brain like you was
Kurt Cobain
Ill make it rain out ya vein but no my name aint
Wayne ya feel the pain when ya strain choked out with a chain and
I dont do it for the fame these blood stains aint a game rip your spine up out the skin and go to tell your next kin kill them one by one with grin and do it all a ********* gain
Im gone like the wind when
I open your gut every incision with percision lovin every single cut and
Im bathin your ya blood til
Im the color a red take the crayola out ya artery and color you dead.[Chorus X2]