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CABIN IN THE WOODS

CABIN IN THE WOODS

(album: CITY MORGUE VOLUME 3: BOTTOM OF THE BARREL - 2021)

[ZillaKami:]
Yung Germ
Pain

Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason coming out the lake (Pain)
(Coming out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain)

[Jasiah:]
Can't-can't-can't-can't calm down, I'm on a purge (On a purge)
And I'm into smashing heads straight on the curb (On the curb)
I don't give a fuck what you think you heard (What you heard)
Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever
Get erased, put-put 'em in a maze (In a maze)
Slenderman, you-you ain't finna escape (Finna escape)
Leatherface (Yeah), when I'm with the blade (Yeah)
And I love a chase, scream you motherfucking bitch man

[ZillaKami (SosMula):]
Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason coming out the lake (Pain)
(Coming out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain, ayy, Sleezy)

[SosMula:]
And we murder on the clock now, three after eight (Boom boom)
Got the word on a opp now, decapitate (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
And we chopping heads off (Boom), chopping, chopping legs off (Boom)
Shotty chop the head off (Boom boom), Bugatti, not the red Porsche (Skrrt)
Tamale, like it's red sauce (Skrrt, skrrt), like Gotti, knock a fed off (Boom)
Molly take the edge off (What?), I'll probably knock your head off (Boom)
Court case, it's looking beautiful (Sleezy, Sleezy)
F-F-Fuck your court date, I'll take you to your funeral (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)

[ZillaKami:]
Horror, you cannot relate
(You cannot relate, okay)
Fear me like I'm Jason coming out the lake (Pain)
(Coming out the lake, okay)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
I pull up in a coffin (What?) and paint the town red (Yeah)
You little fuckhead (What?), you should be dead (What?)
You gon' need a coffin (What?), and a new head (Pain, pain)

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