Body Funk

Lyrics

[Intro] And now the moment you've all been waiting for [Hook: Geno Cultshit] Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe [Verse 1: Damien Quinn] I black out when I put a punk in a trunk That's how I fucked up and got blood on my bumps Keep him tied up, this chump about to catch it Take a hatchet to his stomach, rip his guts out, then I stretch it Across the alleyway I love death in every way And when they start to decay, I still leave 'em tied and gay Yo, my mind is insane, check your name Claim I ain't poppin' thangs with a shirt full of blood stains Your blood drains off my bumper to the ground Who'd have thought I'd hit ya point blank with the cannon round Make sure your body's never found is my objective Play it like a pimp when I talk to detectives My perspective has stayed with duct tape It makes it easier for the cunt to get raped Don't make the mistake of lettin' the bitch loose Keep her hog tied with ya daddy's noose [Hook: Geno Cultshit] Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe [Verse 2: Geno Cultshit] Hey yo, black duffel bags, AK's, and grenades I be killing everybody, but you know it ain't a thing I'll be jackin' off in your niece's room in the closet Looking at me crazy, but you know you bout to vomit Caught your ass slippin', now you're in my kitchen Cooked up in a pot, shit so vivid Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk Rollin' through your hood, you can smell the body funk I be choppin' up the people saying that I'm evil And drop the body parts at a church or a steeple You better fuckin' run, you better fuckin' run Gonna run up in your crib, and kill everyone And if you did me wrong, I'ma kill you slowly Fingers, toes, nails, blow me Hackin' up the body when I'm playin' with the shotty It excites me when your corpse starts rotting [Hook: Geno Cultshit] Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe [Verse 3: Mars] Put your body in the trunk, got fucked, and I'm dumpin' Fifteen inch in the back, your head slumpin' Man, it's nothin' to murder a bitch Chop the body up in a bag, she ain't shit I'm tired of scrapin' the back on the track for bag sacks Mad insane, grippin' a four with black rags This is dark side with dark half, we got a mess And never hesitate to put a slug in yo ass I got a grip for cash for all the bodies that I'm stackin' Yo bitch up on the block I'm just mackin' She ain't got my scrill the hoe's done Creep outta cloud of that smoke, I'm on one On three, shit we finna kick in the door Out the morgue mothafucka and I'm killin' that ho Yeah, I put her body with the rest of 'em Turning bitches out and you know I got the best of 'em [Hook: Geno Cultshit] Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) Psycho killer, I am crazy Don't ask me why the body's hacked up in the trunk (You know) You could be the next one maybe