Crunked Up and Fucked Up

Lyrics

[Chorus: Bloodshot] Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped [Verse 1: Chuckklez] I'm cranking up the chainsaws, about that time to get crunk 'Cause I'm pissed off as a motherfucker, ready to slice you into chunks I hear you talking shit from out your ass like you faggots do So I call up the homie Bloodshot, now we're here to fucking kill you fools First we drag you out the crib, then lay you on the lawn Got you shaking like a bitch, there's no chance that you can run Decapitate your fucking head and drink the blood from out your neck 'Cause I'm a twisted serial killer who loves to leave his work a bloody mess Sold my soul for horror crunk and I have no fucking regrets This is the only type of sickness that makes me rip your heart from out your chest Eat it slowly, then watch you as you die Until the reaper comes to send you to hell, it's time to say goodnight Should've never said my name in vain 'cause the devil lives inside me Now you're buried beneath the floorboards without a head attached to your body Let the maggots finish the rest so I can move on to the next And introduce these pussycats How my machete does its best (Yeah) [Chorus: Bloodshot] Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped [Verse 2: Bloodshot] Who you talking to? Better watch your step (Stay) You're about two inches from winding up dead (Yeah) I gotta fit the liquor in, horror crunk A motherfucker talk shit (yeah), hip-hop (Yeah) I creep through the streets like I own the shit (Uh huh) Step out of line, you's about to get hit (Hit) I got the crunk buck sound and I'm losing it (Losing it) I'm hanging upside down with a crucifix (Crucifix) I'm walking down the alley, blunt in my mouth Hater talking shit, 'bout to lay 'em out I ain't the one to fuck with, I'm crunked y'all I'm the type of killer that gets wild So while you're smacking them gums better think twice Or I'ma take this knife and start to slice and dice This is Bloodshot and Chuckklez as one Fit them in blood and chainsaws so you better run [Chorus: Bloodshot] Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped [Verse 3: Chuckklez] I keep on telling niggas we ain't here to play some fucking games Except to murder the ones they love and wear their fucking face You can call me Edward Gein because I'll skin you in my cellar Leave your body hanging after I get drunk upon this liquor You already know I'm a piece of shit who enjoys the fucking sports of death Causing chaos in every second when my machete takes your final breath No redemnants will be needed, I'm gonna squeeze the God's creation Who has some puppets to kill these Christians? 'Cause I'm a motherfucking demon Creepy, crunked up out of mind like I'm ready to slap a bitch So you best to keep a distance or else this knife will peel your flesh, trick No more crying 'cause your tears don't even mean shit to me Except it makes me pre-cum as you begin to slowly decease There can never be a cure to eliminate the hatred from within It always keeps me going, just to commit another sin So I turn my eyes to Bloodshot and he says "Let's fucking kill 'em all" Raising up our chainsaws while we're screaming "Slaughter!" [Chorus: Bloodshot] Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk You just another punk in the club about to get jumped