Buggin Out — текст песни (Mr. Hyde f Kid Joe)

[Kid Joe]
Barnyard Cosby Personal party ahhh he loves it
Personal pies

[Chorus]
The gore shit I kick is sick
Hell yeah I`m buggin out
The shit`s hilarious (2X)

[Mr. Hyde]
I`ll hunt you down and find you in the slaughterhouse
I`ll grind you into shreds little shreds
I want you decomposed from your nose down to your toes
Now you`re grub for the bugs
Every blade that makes a mark another great occasion
Now the flame, you`ll attain
You can bet I`m sure to slaughter put a sword through your aorta
Till your heart fuckin halts
Push your luck with Mr. Hyde you`ll die and end up skinned alive
Skeleton with no skin
I`ll cleave you with a cleaver leave your body in the freezer
You`re a frost cut the corpse
Inflict a sick disease to make my victim bleed with ease
No escape, you`ll be raped
Inadvertently it nurtures me to murder G`s
So I kill for the thrill

[Chorus] (2X)

Step into my furnace time to torture epidermis
You`ll have third degree burns
Pull out my gat and place it to your cap and let it clap
In your face human waste
You shot up and you`re not dropped to a plot until you rot
You`re dispersed in the earth
You girls`ll get molested pull my dick out and I rest it
On your lips then I`ll piss
Your pockets gettin ripped you`ll be my victim run your shit
You are stripped kid you`re vicked
I`ll leave you comatose and you`ll be floatin in the ocean
With the fish you`re a bitch
Take my ax out of the tac it`s sure to splatter half your back
You`ll be hacked fuckin hacked
No repentance in your breath so I sentence you to death
Time to die say goodbye

[Chorus] (2X)

[Kid Joe]
Hahahahahaha ohhhhh ahahahahahahahahahah ah it`s going
hahahahahahaha