Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Color You Dead, artist - Boondox. Album song South Of Hell, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Color You Dead |
Rip out ya skeleton |
Somethin like Davidian |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
Bury my corpse and turn it upside down |
So I don’t claw through my coffin |
Crawlin up out the ground |
Cause you don’t wanna see a pissed off |
Blood suckin motha fucker |
Rabies infested just like a rat from the gutter |
Frothy at the mouth teeth sharper than a needle |
One function in my cranium destroy and kill people |
And I’m good at what I do really ask any body |
The dead don’t talk but you can see how many bodies |
Go missin and I’m wishin I could catch you all alone |
Sink my fangs in ya veins leave ya drained to the bone |
Like a human juice box with straw in ya eye socket |
Cut ya tongue out and put that bitch in my pocket |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
Semen from a demon and the heart of a gypsy |
Mixed em both together when the wicth was feelin tipsy |
Add a little liqour little X a little blow |
And what’chu get next a mother fuckin scarecrow |
Always ready for the murder all about a homicide |
Seen crawlin out the window on the day ya momma died |
And on the day ya momma cried when she found you in bed |
With ya throat slit skull spilt decapitated head |
Blood drippin form the ceilin and the words on ya door |
Read ya better run and hide because I’m comin for ya whore |
I’m the sickest of the sickest and I got a little sickness |
Never leave em breathen never leave a fuckin witness |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
I’ll leave a hole in ya brain like you was Kurt Cobain |
I’ll make it rain out ya vein but no my name ain’t Wayne |
Ya feel pain when ya strain choked out with a chain |
And I don’t do it for the fame these blood stains ain’t a game |
Rip your spine up out the skin |
And go to tell your next of kin |
Then kill them one by one with grin |
And do it all a fuckin gain I’m |
Gone like the wind when I open your gut |
Every incision with percision lovin every single cut |
And I’m bathin your ya blood til I’m the color a red |
Take the crayola out ya artery and color you dead |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |
Rip out ya skeleton (burn the flesh I’m) |
Somethin like Davidian (David Koresh I’ll) |
Catch you while ya sleepin put the hook through ya jugular |
Then climb out your window I’m the scarecrow murderer |