[Intro]
Bady! Bady! Bady!
[Verse 1: SCUM]
Hands are itching like balls, they got cracks, damn
Feeling dry, craving that red gory mess
As they provoke me, they beg me to stab them
Unaware of they silent requests, yes
I confess that at times I misread them
And not all of them want to be hurt (Hurt)
Still I skin, disembowel, and I bleed them
Leave behind body parts in the dirt (Dirt)
I don't want to hurt nobody, I just want to kill 'em all
With a motherfuckin' sawed-off shotty, standing tall, I watch 'em fall
Trigger finger stayin' busy on the four when I go to war
Go and grab then stab an easy sleazy hoе, then a hammer blow
From the othеr hand will be incoming to the side of the hooker's head
Thumb, I jam up in her socket, eyeball pops, my thumb is red
Bad enough but just beginning, pinky punctured eardrums
Finna help her deal with all her screaming yet to come at the hands of SCUM
[Chorus: Ant Dog]
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
[Post-Chorus: IR8, Ant Dog, & IR8, SCUM, Doc Gruesome, & Ant Dog]
Idle hands! Idle hands!
Don't you try these idle hands!
Idle hands! Idle hands!
You may die by these idle hands!
[Verse 2: IR8]
Oh no, I think I did it again, got the blood all over me, a butcher knife in my hand
I fuck another fiend and when I sever her head
Red splattered on the wall up in the back of my shed
I'm never gonna back down, my demon conjures a plan
To get this in a mind of a victim, we can attempt
Always making sure there's room for every piece
I'm hackin' up every limb alive, now you're deceased
A hoe brought it, think I lost it
Face smashed in the mirror, skin hanging on the faucet
You better run I'm exhausted, this light it seems fading making me feed off it
I was told I would never be nothing, meet your name on the list, now you're running from something
Go ahead and hide, you're facin' a murder ride
I'ma catch you then I'll throw your ass in the oven
Ever since I was a little kid I was always bullied, never knew what the fuck I did
I bet you thought I would just forget, now you're just a bloody name that I'm crossing off a list
I hope you know you were never forgotten, got your body in the yard with your very own coffin
Every other day I open and look inside, take a piss, make sure you're decomposing and rotting
I've been really fuckin' fed up for years, bottled up enough anger, take a trip off the fear
One day I lost control beginning a massacre
Bloodbath in my hands, you're ready for the premier
These hands have a mind of their own, every time I see a vessel I cut down to the bone
With a piece of everybody I'm sending out for the party makin' sure I will never be home alone
[Chorus: Ant Dog]
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
[Verse 3: Doc Gruesome]
Take your slut by the hand, this her final days (Final days)
I'm a mutt in a jam, drummer in a band (Band)
Big stick never jammed, an extended mag (Extended mag)
Not afraid to choke a bitch with my idle hands (Ah ooh!)
I'm a fuckin' menace, rocks on trees just like it's Christmas (Yeah)
Punch you in your shit, now you gon' have to see a dentist (Yeah)
Bitch, here come the tempest, illest in a minute (Yeah)
Death, that be your sentence, acid bath like I'm a chemist
I'm a rockstar, bitch, you know that triple six (Triple six)
Faygo in the Wockhardt, flippin' up that crucifix (Crucifix)
Fuckin' on a porn star, she do little tricks on my dick (On my dick)
Reppin' for the gang hard, SV and the Cerberus (Cerberus)
Bitch I'm reppin' for the gang, gang, gang (Gang, gang)
Bitch I'm fuckin' on your main, main, main (Main, main)
Insane, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
The Devil's playground, we put a bullet in your mouth (Yeah)
[Chorus: Ant Dog]
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
End is near, feel the urge, someone get that
Mutilation at its finest with these idle hands
Force a blade to they neck, watch the blood squirt
Lick it up, sick fuck on your network
