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I got 'em in my sight, aimin' right between his eyes Fiendin' for the sight of blood, squirtin' when the bullets fly Decapitate a motherfucker with that heavy ammo Posted up on rooftop, dressed in black fatigues and camo A crazy insane sniper with an appetite For that crimson tide when arteries are introduced to light And no, I cannot cope, unless I see it in my scope You fallen to your knees and that red mist leave your throat
I'm like a twenty two shot to your head at close range The slug ricochets until it splatters your brains And no matter where it enters, the exit's never the same Let six shots go the red mist pourin' like rain So much are so squeamish, they can't stand the sight of blood And so they passin' out when they see me in the hood My wounds still bleed like I'm a stigmatic, red mist In my trail, some blood still shootin' out my jacket
I'm (Blood is like a river on the side of the mountain, a beautiful spectacle) Excited I'm excited for the (Red mist), the (Red mist) Let me see the (Red mist)
Sideways, your shit sprays in driveways like soundwaves Creatin' a buzz with a 12-gauge On highways, it ain't safe to drive I keep the window rolled down in case I gotta get live And I brought Madrox with me, pass me the axe So I can throw it through his windshield and split his ass in half A little closer so I can check out the spray And let his blood tint my window while I'm drivin' away
Boo-yah! I'm like a cowboy, six shooter in my hand Lick shots, reload, and do it again Red mist, splattered on my forearm and fist When you're shootin' this close, it's kinda hard to miss At a distance, I can't see expressions of victims Red liquid, limpin' with holes in 'em, you spillin' somethin' Precious red sand on the cement again 'Til Monoxide chop you with the axe and then you finished!
I'm (There are various patterns to the blood splatter, although none really matter) Excited I'm excited for the (Red mist), the (Red mist) Let me see the (Red mist) I'm (The afterlife is often without blood mist, only 'cause it dries to a crisp) Excited I'm excited for the (Red mist), the (Red mist) Let me see the (Red mist)
I keep that hatchet swingin', at your fuckin' chest I'm aimin' Wanna see your heart explodin' like a fuckin' hand grenade and I want to see your body drain until your life expires Spittin' like a volcano, spewin' black ash and fire With Blaze and Twiztid, bleed these bitches, let me testify Line 'em up and sort 'em out, who wanna be the next to die? I'm quick to make you dead, a geyser spraying out your head Lookin' like Old Faithful, body twitchin' in a pool of red
I'm (Warm blood sprays, red mist gently blowin' in the breeze) Excited I'm excited for the (Red mist), the (Red mist) Let me see the (Red mist)
Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) The (Red mist), let me see the (Red mist) Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) Hope you got your hatchet with you Swing 'em (Low), swing 'em (High) The (Red mist), let me see the (Red mist)
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