Testo MANHUNT - Teenage Disaster feat. Jasiah
Testo della canzone MANHUNT (Teenage Disaster feat. Jasiah), tratta dall'album CREEP
(I'd like to dedicate this song- yo shut the fuck up!)
Burn your house down, bitch, I'm an arsonist
Stomping on his head, guess I'm not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dropped blood
I'm laughing in the court room, your body's in the mud now, bitch
Stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you got guts then follow me
Pick 'em off they're dead like one, two, three
(Please, man, I got a fuckin' family)
(Um, don't worry, I'll make a trip to your house)
Next
Bang!
Killed some cops 'cause they killed my mob
Fuck you, bitch, it's a free for all
I shoot 'em dead both big and small
Stand up to me you ain't got the balls, bitch
One, two, three bodies in the ditch, bitch
Wish you could be saved
Thought that I'd forget
You all betrayed me
Just fuck with my little liar
Fuckin' liar, set him on fire
You're fucked
Burn your house down, bitch, I'm an arsonist
Stomping on his head, guess I'm not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dropped blood
I'm laughing in the court room, your body's in the mud now, bitch
Stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you got guts then follow me
Pick 'em off they're dead like one, two, three
(We're here)
First name Jerry, last name Jones
I went to his house on Cleveland Road
Knocked on the door and got no reply
Jerry didn't know he was gonna die
(Jerry, hey, remember me?)
First name Chris, last name Dwight
I double checked if the rope was tight
It's kinda sad, he didn't try to fight
He laid back, told the world goodnight
First name police, last name chief
He used to go by the street name, "Beef"
Shot him in his chest, now he's as lifeless as I
That's what you get when you become a cop
(Hey! Stop fucking running!)
(They're not gonna fuckin' find you!)
Bang!
Burn your house down, bitch, I'm an arsonist
Stomping on his head, guess I'm not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dropped blood
I'm laughing in the court room, your body's in the mud now, bitch
Stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you got guts then follow me
Pick 'em off they're dead like one, two, three
(Just stop fuckin' movin'!)
Bitch, get the fuck out my way, bitch
I'mma rip out his tongue, he won't say shit
Hit your head with some' blunt like a caveman
Then get his bitch on her knees, she said, "Amen"
Aye, I'm a fucked up nigga
You're gonna die today, tough luck, nigga
Gun to your head, I'ma bust some
Who you tryna run from?
'Cause I'm on a manhunt nigga
I know you want help, but there's nowhere to go
Black hall leave your carcass, they all died alone
(Burn your house down, bitch, I'm an arsonist)
Stomping on his head, guess I'm not the one to bargain with
Witness protection, the smell of dropped blood
I'm laughing in the court room, your body's in the mud now, bitch
Stomp, stomp 'til his neck break
It's a manhunt, it's a manhunt
If you got guts then follow me
Pick 'em off they're dead like one, two, three
(Jerry, come on, say hi to the camera, buddy)
(This is your big moment, you're on a fuckin' television)
Credits
Writer(s): Malachi-phree Jasiah Pate, Thorne Aleksandr Baker, Jacob Weinberg
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