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my axe
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Violent J
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Hey kids My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh Me and my axe cut bigots' spinal cords in half My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back Me and my axe will give your forehead a b***crack My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Everybody, evеrybody, everybody run Murdering, murdеring, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns My axe is my buddy, he never made me cry Me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye *Laughing* My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump Me and my axe will leave you hopping on a stump Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Look into the deadest tree, tell me baby what you see Don't you hear the branches cry, asking for the reasons why Did they hang so many men from the branches off of them Why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way Look into the moon’s beam, can you fathom what it's seen? Bodies dragging from a truck, driven by a bigot f**k Why you think the heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard sky Ain't no covering the tracks, and that's why I'm here, and oh yes My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head Me and my axe will make your white hoodies red My axe is my buddy, you let that Dixie wave Me and my axe will f**k your mother on your grave *Laughing* Each time I'd harm someone, each time I'd kill someone, there'd be an enormous amount of, especially at first, an enormous amount of horror, guilt, remorse afterwards, but then that impulse to do it again would come back even stronger Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop Everybody, everybody, everybody run Murdering, murdering, murdering fun Swing swing swing, chop chop chop Swing swing swing, chop chop chop
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