Lyrics

Way, way pass in the main head The domain with the whole map in your face Hand me the blade, I be making these incisions Calling me Castor Troy I'm taking to the sound of the roundabout inside of my mind But my hands keep skipping, yeah I'm ripping the head off the deuce I'm making statues of my victims, listen I've been speaking guillotine, the kings of house, the heads are rolling I paint the roses red, with every verse, the blood be flowing Somewhere around dawn, I pull the noose and yank it off the bottom Saving the lops in trouble, knocking him off his fucking twat Then by the feet, I'm pulling, come down, come down With a chicken in the back of a pound I'm a hound and see what I'm all about Gonna mount me a Minnie Mouse with a loud mouth Gotta bounce I'm inna bum gonna freak mama Alicia I'm coming to get some winter, come to the bee head Squeeze neck, reflex, leave her in piece and piece And Hercules, your teamed to high slicing their heads off when they hissing I really hate all the rest of the rap game, be my bitches Y'all fictitious, my kitchen be melting faces crock is wissing When you listen, you're smokin' Your dome exploding, body twitching high Heads, heads will roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads, will roll, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor Exquisite execution of people's putrid pollution Curb stomp back your brains into final solution I ain't gonna hate ya, I'm just gonna kill ya Like Matthew McConaughey's chainsaw in his review mirror You're begging and pleading on your knees like I'm Neegan Lucille sees you're bleeding, and she's real thirsty tonight Hit him with a buckshot to the face Rocking with me is like suicide, so just go with Kurt Cobain I'm a one-man apocalypse You're walking, talking cock with lips You kids can cut down like Lorena Bobbitt shit So ominous You're such a sad sack of shit of wack-ass broken promises You speak verbal vomit I'm lopping off the heads like it's a new vibing trend I can kill your career, but my pay, I don't wanna see this shit I'ma sort shit, you'll end up in my tool shed The trophies and glass jars, I pepper a pickled head Don't fuck with a ninja star Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor Fantasy come to life They say they don't believe anybody Who's dead alive with a demon deep inside I got so many heads and within my collection I can tell inside me slowly becoming somewhat obsession 'Cause I'm an axe murderer, head hunter, I chop necks Leaving dead bodies in hotels and apartments And it sounds like domestic violence, also rough sex And the blood on every door, I'm the frolicking suspect Can I tell you 'bout the time that I used a saw? Guys don't jump when I hit the spine, but I gave it more Halfway through when the carpet clean Then I hear the body, it hit the floor It gon' spill just like milk And I ain't gon' cry, I'm gon' let it pour Sickened individuals with my head covered in mud like a criminal Headhunter bodies have a radar with a machete I'll cut you just like you were tissue paper 'Cause heads are gonna roll And there ain't a fucking thing that could save ya Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll Heads, heads will, will, roll, roll, roll, roll They thought we wouldn't make it Thinking it was at first mistaken Now I see the heads we takin' Yeah, we doin' y'all a favor
Writer(s): Jamie Spaniolo, Cole Zachary Salles, Mark Paul Schlageter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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