Lyrics Hangman - Complete

Hangman

I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin'
The noose lauder
Accused of a crude slaughter
Confusing your cute daughter
With music that you bought her
Her juices are lukewarmer
Than Lucifer’s new sauna
She’s losin' a huge quarter of water
So who’s in my crew’s corner?
Prove it or choose trauma
Dudes who are too broader
Just movin' my fuse shorter
A truce is a true form of delusion
My troops warned ya'
I’m gruesome as
A tumour and newborns are-
F' a battle, I’m demanding a ransom
You don’t wanna stand in the span of this phantom’s advancement
The man in your mansion
You better plan to enhance him
I’m no philanthropist
I’ll tarantulas in a pram as I’m dancin'
A cancerous, I’m better than meth
I suggest that you say my name or you’ll regret it in death
I’m lettin' em guess
But when these three letters are left
Their legs dangle as they’re begging for breath
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin' (wait)
The rope twister
Dope as a smoke drizzler
Open your own lips and I’ll close 'em, so don’t whisper
Just know that I’m so sick
I’m provokin' your ho sister
To soak in a gross mixture of scrotums as blokes fist her
Gloatin', I won’t quit
And I’ve chosen my own fixture
They notice I’m no fridge
But I’m frozen and flow crisper
Mopin' your throat slit as I’m chokin a stoned hipster
These posers are lone zits to an overly grown blister
(It's the) Undertaker of Aussie rap
I’m as voddy as the fuckin' taste of a prozzy snatch
See my neck?
There’s a bunch of haters that wanna slash
But I can cut my face with a rusty blade and there’s not a scratch!
They wanna smash, they consider it brave
Until they disappear like they went to live in a cave
This isn’t a game
Misbehaving, you’re hittin' the hay
I’ll kill your kids while they visit your grave, cos'
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
I’m the motherfuckin'
Hangman
Spittin' with the rope
Fuck around and I’ll stick it to your throat
Yeah they call me the
Hangman
But your slippin' off your toes
Off a chair as I kick it from below
I’m the motherfuckin'
I-I got your neck in the noose
H-h-h-hang 'em high
I’ll have 'em siezed with my noose
If you’re thinkin' you’re fly, I’ll have to hang you high
I-I got your neck in the noose
H-h-h-hang 'em high
H-h-h-hang 'em high
I’ll have 'em siezed with my noose
If you’re thinkin' you’re fly, I’ll have to hang you high
I-I got your neck in the noose
H-h-h-hang 'em high
H-h-h-hang 'em high
I’ll have 'em siezed with my noose
If you’re thinkin' you’re fly, I’ll have to hang you high