Lyrics Scarecrows - Evil Pimp

Scarecrows

Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Fuckin' with the Krucifix, I’ll make you meet the Holy Ghost
Bloody crime, doom at night
Fifty shots gon blast you in your face (?)
'Drenaline rush, when I crush
Candlelight, cut the phone
Just to disturb you (?) home
(?) police hear no dial tone
?
of this murder mane,?
Victim of this deadly (?)
Victim of that 3−8-0
Now you bustas know the (?)
Now you know I stang a hoe
Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Scarecrow, stand around your body as it decompose
Fuckin' with the Krucifix, I’ll make you meet the Holy Ghost
Lady Dead, just like Michael Myers I’m a psycho bitch
If you’re fuckin' with this Devil shyt you’re restin' in a ditch
Drop you off in a lake, busta bitch that’s your mistake
Hope you (?)
Cause you’re flyin' through them gates
Up above, ain’t no love (?)
No I’m not a waitress but I’m still gonna serve these deadly slugs
You just got to set up?
, be a victim of my (?)
Once again with my niggas (?)
(?) Devil shit is on
No I’m not a Christian but I always go and sit at church
Just so I can watch them drive your body away in a hearse
Plus I thirst for this gangsta shit that I spit in these raps
Jellow punk ass niggas you done finally met your fucking match
Homicide, cross my mind, as I stare (?)
Bustas act like Superman but I got your Kryptonite
Prize from the sacrifice only horror (?)
Fresh up outta the crazy house with suicidal tendency
Rock up at the corner store to get me a fifth of some Hennessy
Every swig of liquor got me wanna creep and stang a nigga
A Chainsaw Massacre, call me Mr Serial Killer
Just like Jack The Ripper with my knife I rip you from ear to ear
Put a loose around your neck and hang you like a chandelier
Don’t you niggas show no fear
I’m in your dreams like Freddy Krueger
Mask up all on my face, black gloves and my dirty Ruger
All around (?)
Bury you up in my car (?)
If you got some nerves to say then busta say it to my face
(?) give me a fucking murder tape
White chalk and yellow tape you see it at the bloody scene
I won’t leave behind a glove (?) to be cleaned
(?) as I make my get away