Peck Your Eyes Out

Lyrics

[Verse: Boondox] Ha, call it the clique, the crew, the flock, the family The murder, we coming to claim they eye Sockets, hot, better get oven mitts Spitting sickness, lava that give anybody the shits Can't kill bad taste or spectate the great When you making power moves to elude the magistrate Judge make them bitches die first, consider the threat When The Scarecrow's on your front lawn without a head Sicker than He Who Walks Behind the Rows Not a story, your fable more of a myth, I suppose Trailer by the woods with the lumberjack flannel Surrounded by free thinkers, fuck sheep and cattle I'm back and looking to get a piece of it So we've arrived, don't fall off, I'm killing idiots Pecking out the eyes of bitches who can't see me 'Til I'm incarcerated, red and blue lights before your TV News say "The Man, yeah, he a crow With jet black eyes and his skin is white as the snow" New day, but for those who can't get with the times And still want to look to me for some old nursery rhymes Well, eeny meeny miney mo, catch a killer by the toe I'm a scarecrow, I don't really give a fuck about a hater or a bitch ho I'ma peck they eyes out And stuff remnants and murder feathers all in they smart mouth Fuck fire, you bitches be on time I don't want 'em to stop, watching waiting for them to black out Four slugs and a mag gon' blow your back out One more tenant to inhabit my haunted birdhouse One flew over the cuckoo's nest, I'm a mess Been everywhere from the Northeast to the Southwest But I'm Dirty South down first day With a mason jar of Moonshine while I'm letting the crows play Feast now, I'ma go and swipe the flies away You know how they gather when dead bodies decay Cycle of life, cycle of sickness Top of the bottom, I want so many names up on my shit list And this is the beginning, I'm redder than rage Immersed in the thoughts of my wicked bloodletting It might sound absurd, even upsetting But I don't give a fuck and I think that you're all forgetting That you've been lucky I've been the one that's keeping you living The murder is upon you when there is to no forgiving So I take the soul, let the crows pick the bones Blood leaking out the vein will have these hoes changing skin tone On they knees begging "I don't wanna die" When they kneeling at the feet of the son of Malachi I'm the king of Heathens, the reason for all the bleedin' I'm the scar upon the tongue of every single nonbeliever I'm The Reaper creepin' with the twelve gauge Take a fully automatic slug, leave a crater in a hater Elevate 'em straight to hell on that one way ticket When I hit 'em in his sides, two piece with a biscuit Outcast that outlast the masses We done flipped the script and turn a bitch into a bastard Quick to flick the BiC and turn a bastard into ashes Put you in a casket quicker than camera flashes Boondox the Scarecrow The sickest hillbilly predicted to spit the wicked by the tarot Sickest depicted in hieroglyphics by the pharaoh A twisted Majik Ninja to the motherfucking marrow Be scared ho, the Southern Devil's returned And I'm on that I don't give a fuck, I want to watch it all burn