[Intro]
We're the cornfield butchers
(Necrosociety)
[Verse 1: HAUNTGAT]
Yeah
You don't want to fuck with me, I'm coming for your head (Yeah)
Said that shit before, and I'll continue 'till I'm dead (Yeah)
All these superstitious think my mind is loosing sanity
Stab and slash away at faggots, spill the guts all on my vanity
Shut the fuck up before leave your ass like Kennedy
Pussy, bitches, faggots, maggots, mongoloids, I murder retards
Bitch, you don't wanna hear the sound of corn breaking off the stalk
Dump the mag and reload, I just hit fired without a stalk
There's too much to say when I'm feeling this way
So I'll shorten it down like I'm chopping my field
Mowing the grass, I just sharpened my blade
So you don't wanna move when I'm upping' this fade
Tied up his wife, I murdered his kids
Don't talk to me, I'm itching again
Sped off the scene, I'll do it again
You're famous on bestgore, I feel like a jit-
[Verse 2: GOREJIT]
I'm about to pull up with a fully loaded tonka truck
I'm a 'round these faggots over in my fucking' [?]
Have to see you people and I don't fuck with anyone
Untie you inside the forest and then I laugh and watch you run
Always funny to talk about me, also I'm outside your house
Have fun dodging bullets, you should learn to shut your fucking mouth
I just posted LMG if you have any fucking doubts
I call up my brother and I locate your whereabouts
[Outro]
Two males, spotted in a cornfield wearing bloody clothing are wanted for the murders of two people. If you any information about these individuals', please contact- Thank you for listening, and please do all of us and ki-
We're the cornfield butchers
(Necrosociety)
[Verse 1: HAUNTGAT]
Yeah
You don't want to fuck with me, I'm coming for your head (Yeah)
Said that shit before, and I'll continue 'till I'm dead (Yeah)
All these superstitious think my mind is loosing sanity
Stab and slash away at faggots, spill the guts all on my vanity
Shut the fuck up before leave your ass like Kennedy
Pussy, bitches, faggots, maggots, mongoloids, I murder retards
Bitch, you don't wanna hear the sound of corn breaking off the stalk
Dump the mag and reload, I just hit fired without a stalk
There's too much to say when I'm feeling this way
So I'll shorten it down like I'm chopping my field
Mowing the grass, I just sharpened my blade
So you don't wanna move when I'm upping' this fade
Tied up his wife, I murdered his kids
Don't talk to me, I'm itching again
Sped off the scene, I'll do it again
You're famous on bestgore, I feel like a jit-
[Verse 2: GOREJIT]
I'm about to pull up with a fully loaded tonka truck
I'm a 'round these faggots over in my fucking' [?]
Have to see you people and I don't fuck with anyone
Untie you inside the forest and then I laugh and watch you run
Always funny to talk about me, also I'm outside your house
Have fun dodging bullets, you should learn to shut your fucking mouth
I just posted LMG if you have any fucking doubts
I call up my brother and I locate your whereabouts
[Outro]
Two males, spotted in a cornfield wearing bloody clothing are wanted for the murders of two people. If you any information about these individuals', please contact- Thank you for listening, and please do all of us and ki-
( HAUNTGAT )
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