Knife to Your Throat

You're a big guy, that don't mean shit Bigger the victim, bigger the thump when they go to fall Got a big knife with a sharp blade Ready to use it when my back's against the wall When I'm underestimated, people end up mutilated Penetrated with serrated kitchen knives if that is all That I got in my possession at the time I get to slashin' This aggression's not uncommon when the Jäger in control Call me a drunk piece of shit with a problem Piss off a drunk piece of shit with a knife Ninety-nine problems, this blade's finna solve 'em It might involve people losing their life I'm having to do what I gotta do when a muthafuckas coming at me Having to do what I gotta do when a muthafucka tries to run Getting away is not an option so it shouldn't be considered Just like you should not consider reaching for your fucking gun 'Cause I can shoot you if I have to, but I'd rather go the other route And carve you like a turkey covered in blood from head to toe Rather cut you with a machete or with a razor-sharp stiletto Hope I get her cause I want her, then I'ma kill everyone you know Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, you don't wanna get cut bro Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, sorry, no, you cannot go Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, 'bout to bathe in your blood spray Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got this knife to your throat, you were brave but you must lay down I played Russian Roulette with Baphomet I pulsate your sawed-offs at a bassinet I got a .30-06 pointed at your set Before this 116, I'ma slash your neck I've been a son of a gun since the sun was one But for SCUM, I'ma drop the gun and switch to fun With my orange handle Rachael Ray kitchen knife For my personal collection, took that bitch's life It was a hell of a scene serving up the spleen Smothered it in butter, fed to Paula Dean A heart attack on a plate, a bypass in my hand Stab a fat stripper, give that hoe a lap band I'm bad with a blade-like Daniel Day The butcher that took your restraints away I slice this and I dice this, call me Ron Popeil An eight-bit killer with these blades of steel Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, you don't wanna get cut bro Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, sorry, no, you cannot go Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, 'bout to bathe in your blood spray Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got this knife to your throat, you were brave but you must lay down Everybody dies, you can call me plague 'Cause your body's leaving the party in a body bag In an ambulance with no sirens on They ain't got nowhere to hurry 'cause you're long gone Fuck D.O.A., dead before the departure Choked on your own salty blood from your slit throat In a way you're a piece of a larger mass killing spree, had to get caught up in it Ship doesn't sink but a corpse with a sandbag tied to his feet sure does so there is No way to tell just how many before you, cut as they gagged puttin' an end to their pleas I'm wanting to stop but cannot make my fuckin' self give up my freedom Havin' to bleed 'em 'cause I need 'em just like a runner need his feet Havin' to waste something that tastes like pork is wack And so I eat 'em when they're fresh and tender flesh still got a bit of body heat Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, you don't wanna get cut bro Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, sorry, no, you cannot go Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got a knife to your throat, 'bout to bathe in your blood spray Knife to your throat, with a knife to your throat Got this knife to your throat, you were brave but you must lay down