Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Seven, artist - Boondox. Album song The Harvest, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
Seven |
| A tisket, A tasket |
| The Skarecrows out his casket |
| Turn off the lights and lock the door |
| Prayin’that he passes |
| A vision of the dead in the embread backwoods |
| Muthafucker born inside a toolshead |
| Momma never loved me never gave me no attention |
| Daddy was a rapist 30 years up state Fulton County Prison |
| And i was raised by my own will |
| Surviving off of scrapes of bones, bear traps, and road kill |
| Spending my days and my nights all alone |
| And my mind is gone is something wong with my dome |
| Should have put me in a tomb i didnt ask for this life |
| When they cut me out the womb with a dull pocket knife |
| Now i walk with a sight and a murderous ability |
| Im cough and mutherfucker feel with hostility |
| Cracked out and im gone off that moon shine |
| 100 dated of proof why im made from a muskadine |
| Out in these cornfields |
| Learning all these wicked skills |
| Swingin, slicing, choppin, dicing |
| Country boy born to kill |
| A demon spawn |
| The child of a bastard son |
| Seven born of seven and the |
| Seventh child fathered one |
| A soul black full of pain |
| Bodies in the field |
| Blood pourin’like rain |
| Dont get lost in the woods |
| In yo black expidition |
| On the dark dirt roads |
| So suspecious |
| Just though some ditches |
| Hedlights flicker and its got u turning switches |
| Now u so damn scarred u bout to shit in yo brentches |
| You cant think straight all u hear is heavy breathing |
| All your eyes just deceving what it is that u seeing |
| When i pull up on the ankle |
| Pristol in ther floorboard |
| Blast out ya back glass |
| Got u screamin"No No" |
| You fixing to know the reason and u about to find out |
| What it is to suffer with a rusty blade in your mouth |
| No where to run |
| No where to hide |
| Being stalked by the Skarecrow |
| The bloodline of Malaki |
| I hear these voices talkin they wont leave me along |
| Tell me snatch this bitch up by her hair and drag her home |
| Over my shoulder in the back of a pick up truck |
| Cant wait to get her home and hold her, bleed her, then chop her up A tisket, A tasket |
| The Skarecrows out his casket |
| Turn off the lights and lock the door |
| Prayin’that he passes |
| A tisket, A tasket |
| The Skarecrows out his casket |
| Turn off the lights and lock the door |
| Prayin’that he passes |