Wizard of Saws

Lyrics
[Intro] So many have asked what lies behind The Red Curtain. Only six have been able to tell of it. Those unlucky enough to be brought here only experience mere minutes before The Red Curtain fades to black. If you happen to be one of those who asked why it is referred to as The Red and not The Green Curtain, well, isn't it obvious? Hahahaha! [Verse 1: Bukshot] Between Saturn and Mars, killers spittin' some bars From The Pit is Cabal, where The Wizard of Saws Cut 'em up with the lyrics and we're so clever they feel it Then invokin' the spirits, so terrifyin' they fear it I'm a black mage 'bout to spread a black plague Nonbelievers stay afraid, there's monsters in the maze Listen to the voice of a hip-hop sorcerer Grand scheme course of a red druid worshipper Intruders in the temple, now go unleash the Chimera Sick of hearing whiny rappers cryin' that they victims, uhh Artist defamation, they don't practice what they rap about Bitch I got an antidote for that, they call it smack a mouth Clap 'em out while inside my pyramid, I am the law Tie 'em up and watch as Mr. Grey turns on the table saw I'ma come out from behind The Green Curtain Let 'em see the face behind the voice of bloody sermon [Chorus: Bukshot, Lo Key, & Mr. Grey] Hail to the wizards and the mages Hearts like winter, sorcerers with gauges Hear 'em whisper chants from the pages Spells gon' piss and tempers turn to rages It's The Wizard of The Saws! I'll put you in the sawblades! The Wizard of The Saws! Now let me hear you all say We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit! We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit! [Verse 2: Lo Key] Behold the man behind the curtain, made your favorite artist And I don't need your recognition, bitch, you're all retarded I kill producers then I bury them up in they yards I'm sort of like a sorcerer, the source of all the disregarded Some people hatin' bitch, Lo Key's on his hater shit I hit the brake and prep the blades, filet ya with the razor tip I'm stranger than your favorites, bitch, I do this on the regular As seven reverends cut in seven sections then beheadin' ya I like to put you through the saw blade ASAP Just because your character is flawed, bitch, stand back Unless you want to find the truth about how off my thoughts can be I'll off you in a dark decrepit basement as they call to me They saw you in an article, victim of a home abduction Left a note up on the door with ransom and some brief instructions Traveled many miles inside the bowels of a rusty truck And dropped into a marsh to be forgotten as the barrel sunk [Chorus: Bukshot, Lo Key, & Mr. Grey] Hail to the wizards and the mages Hearts like winter, sorcerers with gauges Hear 'em whisper chants from the pages Spells gon' piss and tempers turn to rages It's The Wizard of The Saws! I'll put you in the sawblades! The Wizard of The Saws! Now let me hear you all say We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit! We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit! [Verse 3: Mr. Grey] Blood on my face, I'm a chainsaw spinnin' Blood covered me so your veins I'm splittin' Witness the obscene, I made a mess again All hail the unclean, go bathe me in sin Feel the flood of a real raw wizard Feel the rush, bloodlust for your gizzards Bonesaw's spinning, I'm a purple people eater Give me my machete, I'm 'bout to hit her then might eat her Black magic sawblades, maggots in a murder scene Snap neck, god speed, life is on a balance beam The curse of The Warloq, I work with the door locked Broken mirrors, black mask, get your fuckin' face pulled off I'm just a vicious son of a bitch Just a piece of shit, a soulless narcissist A woodchipper much hipper which you went in Serving you with cuts, a Mortal Kombat finish [Chorus: Bukshot, Lo Key, & Mr. Grey] Hail to the wizards and the mages Hearts like winter, sorcerers with gauges Hear 'em whisper chants from the pages Spells gon' piss and tempers turn to rages It's The Wizard of The Saws! I'll put you in the sawblades! The Wizard of The Saws! Now let me hear you all say We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit! We here to fuck you up with this wicked shit!
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Credits
- Writers
- Bukshot
- Lo Key
- Mr. Grey