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BOONDOX lyrics : "Seven"

[childs voice]
A tisket, A tasket
The Scarecrows out his casket

Turn out the lights and lock the door
Prayin' that he passes


[Boondox]
A vision of the dead in the inbread backwoods
Mutha$#&@er born inside a toolshead

Momma never loved me never paid 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 scythe and a murderous ability

Corn fed muther$#&@er filled 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

[Chorus 2x]

A demon spawn
The child of a !@$( 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

[Verse 2:]

Dont get lost in the woods
In yo black expidition
On the dark dirt roads

So suspecious
Just though some ditches
Headlights flicker and its got u turning switches

Now u so damn scarred u bout to %#@! in yo britches
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
Pistol 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 Scarecrow

The bloodline of Malaki
I hear these voices talkin they wont leave me along
Tell me snatch this (*##$ 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


[Chorus 2x]

[Boondox]

A tisket, A tasket
The Skarecrows out his casket
Turn off the lights and lock the door

Prayin' that he passes

[Children again - repeat until song over]

A tisket, A tasket
The Skarecrows out his casket
Turn off the lights and lock the door

Prayin' that he passes

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