and beg redemption Severed is my control Swing the axe cry for justice Watch the heads begin to roll Bow down and beg Time to pay Axe redemption This
(Instrumental)
that what you battled and lost Call ya dispatch, tell them niggaz it's a mismatch You fell on the blade of Lif's axe (Standby) while ya whole crew gets
to fire There?s no cause Hail to fire Final judgement Small reflections Golden axe Queer attraction Frailty wax You?re on your way to the grave
grave awaits, my fate is revealed But I'm not afraid to die Death! The day to die is here The sun rides high on the northern sphere And the executioner sharpens his: Axe
lent our axes, spears and swords In service of the emperor We are loyal warriors That's the oath we gave To protect the emperor Even to a violent grave
the game for so many many years That we never gon' stop, and we never gon' fade Twiztid in this bitch with the Juggalo serenade Vampire, serial killa, with an axe
uvre. En vrai, en vrac ou en vrille, on note Un en-cas... de guerre, que l'on s'active Puisqu'on s'accelere, qu'on s'axe au phonetele, T'es laid de croire
own delibity to speak to freely lyrically on the microphone Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enyogram and become "Cani-millenia man" Grave
I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark Young victims I stalk You thought it was over, it's not over I came back From the grave To mutilate
the underground tapes Urban chaos, it be the sickest Run around and one, I'ma put you on my hit list Slight careful with that axe dog You got the touch
Driven on instinct and the will to survive, heading for doomsday, the axe and the knife Keep swinging and stabbing, whatever suits best, the blood on
[Chorus] Uhhhh!! I wanna piss on your grave! make me feel alright! Yaa Yaa Yaa!! [Repeat] While you was eatin' T-bone steaks in palatial estates
with an impassable moat I've heard all the stories told about love (unattainable and pure) But there is one love of which I'm sure Your fear as honed as a battle axe
surely drag you down, The axe shall fall On the one-winged angel, breaking the spell would you break this fall? For he, who sins against his kind The axe
His eyes they close and his last breath spoke he had seen all to be seen a life once full now an empty vase wilt the blossoms on his early grave
up Fuck niggas in Black Wall Street I trust Black hoodies and black Asics standing on the pavement Hustlers don't sleep nigga we work the grave shift
-I-to-the-G G-to-the-A-to-the-zig-zag-Z Gravedigga, nigga, 6 feet deep [Verse One: Grymreaper] I floss my teeth on the gospel tracks I'm not an apostle, but I bring the axe
