The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

He had no slack in his mack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

No slack in his mack

His axe a hurricane for all the bitches that he slay

He keep that sharp blade so out of life they fade

Their screams for help, they fall on deaf ears

And all the things they felt, gonna end here

We alone here bitch, he really made that switch

On his serial killer shit, that murderous bit

Drag her body through the woods

Bury in a shallow grave he would

Make her body into worm food

And there was nothing she could do

What a tragedy, that he was her enemy

She knew inside, he gon' be the end of me

He still run free and he already been the end of two or three

Man how could this be, but

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

He had no slack in his mack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

No slack in his mack

In the kitchen drinking wine, she bought

This girl had fine wine, he thought

Sittin' by the fireplace, he still has time ,he can wait

'Fore he gotta pack his shit and race

Cause her parents on the way

Rushing outside, drugs make him wired

Jumping in the jeep, get the engine fired

Might as well be a hearse, stash his drugs in her purse

Her mangled body getting worse, torn by barbed wire, he procured

This man can't feel

Other people ain't real

They life he steal

Noone to who they could appeal

A roadside trap

Caught them with the gat

He make that uzi clap, clap

And he thought that's that, and

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

He had no slack in his mack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

The bodies, they stack

No slack in his mack