Herbst on the beat

Tchyeah (Tchyeah!)

Monster, I'ma get 'em with the meat cleaver

Monster, monster!

Herbst on the beat

I'ma get 'em with a meat cleaver (Yeah!)

Dieabolik Monster and I gotta spit ether (Yeah!)

Man or woman, it don't matter, get either

Murder them on camera and release it like a teaser (Haha)

Mental problems got me shakin' like a seizure (Yeah!)

Cult Shit, I'm a leader like Caesar (Yeah)

Monster, I'm a fuckin' fire breather

On the choppin' table, I'ma hack her up and bleed her (Chop chop) (Herbst on the beat)

Rid 'em all, bet I know how (How)

Wish I knew back then what I know now (Now)

Packin' a cleaver, so when I'm 'bout to go out (Out)

I'm ready for whatever if it's gonna down (Down!)

Kill 'em all like a classical Metallica (Yeah!)

Slit 'em all, if I see 'em, I'm attackin' ya (Yeah!)

Pull it back and I'm swingin' and I'm hackin' ya

When the blood spill, sip it up like I'm Dracula (Dracula)

I've been so sick and I know why (Why?)

I haven't ate flesh since '09 (Nine)

I haven't been stressed, I've been so high (High)

That I'm hatin' everything that I go by (Why?)

I hang her by the neck, let her soul fly (Fly)

Possessed by the blade with rolled eyes (Eyes)

The blood's real warm on a cold night

Hack 'em up to bits, it got me murderin' a bitch like

I'm possessed by the blade, better get out the way

'Fore I run and I bring it to you

You can start to pray every day

But the way that I'm swingin' will cut right through

Godddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

I'm possessed by the blade, better get out the way

'Fore I run and I bring it to you

You can start to pray every day

But the way that I'm swingin' will cut right through

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver (Herbst on the beat)

Pick a victim, everybody gettin' cut up

Water in the washer all red from the fuckin' blood (Yeah!)

Tie 'em to a table, swing a heater when they fucked up

It's like the blood had legs the way it fuckin' jumped up (Haha)

Blood splashed in my eyes, now I'm blind so (What)

Draw a line in between the fuckin' eye and nose (What)

And I'm choppin' with precision, I got great aim (Yeah!)

You're just a Poodle, I'm a motherfuckin' Great Dane (Yeah!) (Herbst on the beat)

Pack the bodies in the basement like a freight train

Hack 'em with a blade, it's okay, I'm insane mane (Mane)

Kidnap your bitch, then I do the same thing (Thang)

Stab at the bitch, hard for me to maintain

I'm a little different and I don't really give a shit

And if I leave the crib, I already know where my victim is

She layin' on the table with the blood around her ankles

With a couple people that I had to run up on and strangle

I've been so sick and I know why (Why?)

I haven't ate flesh since '09 (Nine)

I haven't been stressed, I've been so high (High)

That I'm hatin' everything that I go by (Why?)

I hang her by the neck, let her soul fly (Fly)

Possessed by the blade with rolled eyes (Eyes)

The blood's real warm on a cold night

Hack 'em up to bits, it got me murderin' a bitch like

I'm possessed by the blade, better get out the way

'Fore I run and I bring it to you

You can start to pray every day

But the way that I'm swingin' will cut right through

Godddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

I'm possessed by the blade, better get out the way

'Fore I run and I bring it to you

You can start to pray every day

But the way that I'm swingin' will cut right through

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

God-Goddamn, I gotta get her with the fuckin' meat cleaver

Herbst on the beat

They don't even love me