The Trunk

Lyrics

[Intro] Have you ever been caught in a inconvenient spot During a human body disposal? Do you like dead shit? Well, meet us in the parking lot after the show And we'll probably fucking kill you, haha It's Alla Xul Elu [Chorus: Billy Obey] Got a Honda Accord Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Fit five bodies or more Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Like oh good Lord only fit four (Hey) You can bet they get stored in the trunk though (Hey) When I spit for (Hey) that Head of Horns (Hey) Ride off in the night when the trunk close Put 'em in the trunk, put 'em in the trunk [Verse 1: Billy Obey] (Billy Obey) 80's slasher these lady rappers Ain't a factor, not at all Paint disaster this ain't the pastor Ain't rock with this, obnoxious spit The apocalypse ain't far behind us Your bars remind us that you are vaginas In the woods like I know you see me lookin' Body bag wrapped no-notice you'll get put in the trunk Cou-count on that, math class table 'B-bout to get in them guts, stab that navel Ri-ride around the city with a shotty and a mask Joey Black pushing a whip, body in the back The A-X-E stay odd thats a fact (Ha ha) Gat played God in a scrap (Ha ha) Get popped like you caught shoplifting (Ha ha) Better pray we ain't stop and pay a visit Mind a living hell, let the competition get it Kill-kill-kill the normal let me see if they can fit in the trunk Blunt-blunt need a pair of lighters Billy got 'em in the trunk, spare tire You see hell when you stare at fire Prepare ya, your era expires Who dares to defy, yeah the terror it rides up You can feel it I got high and forgot, had to stop for gas Trunk smells like hash and body bags Dressed in all black, Johnny Cash In a broke ass Pontiac I mean Honda That, in Hell I'm in Just to clarify I'ma tell em' again [Chorus: Billy Obey] Got a Honda Accord Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Fit five bodies or more Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Like oh good Lord only fit four (Hey) You can bet they get stored in the trunk though (Hey) When I spit for (Hey) that Head of Horns (Hey) Ride off in the night when the trunk close Put 'em in the trunk, put 'em in the trunk [Verse 2: Joe Black] (Joe Black) Here I come, bring the doom in the 80's Honda Drive drunk, trunk full of my baby mama Plug-plug once, fast-forward, now the ho dead Got her skull on the dashboard, road head Die in this bitch, don't mind a bit Commit suicide, ghost ride the whip Body-bodies in the back tag say, "GO ISIS" Hand-handbags in the dash and no license Pedal to the metal, full blown in the school zone Reckless no-no caution or skill Deliver death, coffin on wheels Driving on bodies, going off-road for real Devil driver, Coupe De Ville Over the hill, collide with old ladies No mercy in my Mercedes Drive-driving crazed, no-no Miss Daisy Out of-out of my mind on a highway to Hades Make-make the dead jump the fuck right out their clothes Bass bumps in the trunk and it rattles their bones Ghost rider on fire would melt my skin In case they forgot I'ma tell 'em again Tell 'em again [Chorus: Billy Obey] Got a Honda Accord Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Fit five bodies or more Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Like oh good Lord only fit four (Hey) You can bet they get stored in the trunk though (Hey) When I spit for (Hey) that Head of Horns (Hey) Ride off in the night when the trunk close Put 'em in the trunk, put 'em in the trunk [Verse 3: Dieabolik The Monster] (Monster) Get stuffed in the trunk like grocery bags Had to put 'em in with ease like it owes me that There ain't nothin' on Earth that'll hold me back With the chloroform rag and the neck I snap Middle finger up with the gas that I mash Everything slidin' back and forth on my dash board You motherfuckers lucky that I ain't [?] get my knife and get busy Bet you'll never guess the number of different people that's been with me Tried to get the body count in the range of two fifty Pound for pound, we're the best around With a body in the trunk, trying to exit town This head of horns has replaced my crown And all you motherfuckers have to face it now Creepin' down the block like a Jason sound With a Madd Maxxx flow, gotta chase 'em down With the backpacks on with the blood of men On the blades that I use just to cut 'em with Now I got 'em in the trunk, next to the sub With a cut up cunt that I think I love And the bodies in the trunk like a fuckin' morgue And we take 'em on tour, bringin' gore and you know I got a Honda Accord [Chorus: Billy Obey] Got a Honda Accord Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Fit five bodies or more Put 'em in the trunk, (Hey, hey, hey) put 'em in the trunk Like oh good Lord only fit four (Hey) You can bet they get stored in the trunk though (Hey) When I spit for (Hey) that Head of Horns (Hey) Ride off in the night when the trunk close Put 'em in the trunk, put 'em in the trunk