Burn The Groove To Death (nail `em To The... Lyrics

Burn The Groove To Death (nail `em To The...

Yo, insult the crook that cut this casket, Imma break a cassette tape and stab
you with the plastic, so bleed beautifully, roll up your shoot strap on a belt,
start shootin’ me but draw no blood, peep like a water slug, cursing out
the mugs, roll with a horder thugs, necro’s a loiter drug, pay me for
death till you got no brains are left, no fit, rophynol prison up in your crib,
yo you dead kid, no brass or tassel left, I’ll leave my beat bloody, I
could get red, your future is as good as dead, I’ll shove my blade in,
so you could fade out, your trapped in a time that’s played out, so
check the date out, you’re a pussy that no one ate out, while my brains
that cast no one, you’re a victim and you don’t even know it, the
evil poet, you got no hands, you can’t catch it when I throw it,
depression makes you cut dimes until your brain crashes like the streets
without traffic signals and stop-signs, cause everyday, is judgment day for me,
cause humans that don’t know me get scared and run away from me,
it’s trife hate, let no one control the life, channel your energy cut
thru your clothes like a soldier’s knife, while the average front,
I’m on a never-ending scavenger hunt, I’d rather be blunt so
violate the fact you wanna die is great, watch me annihilate I got insanity
inside a jar and I’m dropping it off the empire state, cause you talk
like your in justice, so muskets we trust kid, so bust clip, the fernus open,
my falsify is molten, cause my pupils can only see the one that’s
wholesome, insulting, repulsive, revolting, let’s hear less of piles of
greed, with, sadistic vilent schemes, twisted like silent screams, I have a
determination and, seeing your termination to extermination, close a frozen
igloo, your rubber room is closing in on you, the chosen is you, death, is,
fucking you insane, you’ll get nothing from my pockets, the only thing
you got sowed up is your eye sockets, so play dead as I color you blood red,
give up the bread or I’ll put a hole in your fuckin skull large like a
Hegelian head, incinerate the beat till’ it’s six feet deep, then
deal with tweezers on em, like the one so fix, repeat, now watch me



Better give it up kid, burn the groove to death say yeah yeah

Better give it up kid, burn the groove to death say yeah yeah



The hour glass is filled with blow, sniff your time away, sink into the snow
and suffocate your face, the mind decays, string the brains main viral bay,
there’s no burden vermin vaccination, I’m doing your
life’s bid and imagination, bitch I don’t gotta answer you, how
bout’ I cancel you?  Bury you with Satan, smoke up and do a dance for
you, morbid shit, keep me poppin’ on your guts G, while the staff of
sinkin’ breed be bloody, I’m bleeding sin, there’s cancer
in the air, you’ll breathe it in, my whole scheme is to achieve a win,
slice you leave you with un-even skin, it’s apparent your transparent
you can’t control your lies, your synthetic like women that are really
guys you got Jeff Heely’s eyes, fuck you in your cunt group, I’ll
bring murder right to your front stoop, talking like you know your correct,
I’ll propose a toast to your death, I hope you’ll decompose with
one breath, I suppose I’ll infest, I doubt your mine, peep the poison
here’s enough for in a mountain drives, and the holes in your body you
ain’t got enough fingers to count that high, after you lose, swallow my
chief of rings you’ll be crying, so much your putrid smelling body will
be washed clean, rippin the mics allowed to do with pride it’s necessary
to bury involuntary like mandatory suicide, government style, there’s
nothing more fresh than a slut covered with flesh I’m dressed not to
impress I’m “quote� laughing G, I’m so fly the SWAT
team’s after me cause everywhere I go I bring a blood bath with me, peep
the creak creak, yo hemitrope is cheap, just look for it it’s skin deep,
be stabbin you got insensible friends you can keep, peep the back girl, your
girl and there ain’t no better target, I’ll Gin start you up fuck
you with an exclamation, jig you the jug and I don’t need no explanation,
I’m so stationed my slang there’s no expiration, bloodied up
you’re a sight for soar eyes, you’ll be screaming for me when
your cuts get basted in sodium chloride, I’m pulling your cards kid, I
see the Ace of Spades, death is in your future watch it probate to your face
with blades, the reels reviled your face in the jiffy bag is sealed, would it
kiss up to disease, I’m on a H.G Louis blood piece, I run with the
insane type your life is like water floating down the drain pipe, a scream or
cries cracked fenidmize, open up your eyes and breathe between the lies, a
flick, imagine light up a kid a whole drum kit, till there’s no life and
no and theres a spike infested with 2 pieces of crooked wood now beat me.



Better give it up kid, burn the groove to death say yeah yeah

Better give it up kid, burn the groove to death say yeah yeah