Texty

Butcher Gang again, motherfucker Turn that fucking shit up You're a bold motherfucker stepping up to me I'll chew this motherfucker up and spit it out right back on the concrete Now dance around the ashes to the kick of the drum Bring the pain, you motherfucker It's the way of the tusk Butcher Gang Chop Shop open for business Bloody fucking onslaught for those who don't get this So learn a little lesson, step to me if you must Catastrophic fucking ruckus is the way of the tusk HOORAH Let me paint the picture, insignificant fuck On your motherfucking knees and hail the way of the tusk HOORAH Strapped to the guillotine Hail I am fear incarnate Off with their fucking head Hail I am decimation 1, 2, 3, GO Total fucking devastation of the whole nation Brutal disembowlment, ripping up the foundation Hear the hooves approaching, we are taking it over Leave the ones below me skinned and fucking bent over Get fucked Gorepig, you bitch-made motherfucker We are the goddamn pinnacle of violence We are coming for your fucking Neck
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