SCAREKROW

Lyrics

[Intro: Lord Infamous] Don't make a sound Be very quiet Just listen He's comin' for you Ya better listen As I tell da story of a twisted psycho Lord Infamous but you can call me Scarecrow [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] A serial killa institution in Memphis, Tennessee Known for the ways he mutilated the bodies In the psychiatric ward, he was comatose very deeply A few months later awoke and broke out the facility They neva had a clue where he fleed But it's believed he escaped somewhere deep in the county Some says he stalks the corn fields Waitin' for farmers and lost kids, cuz he creeps up, kills them He's a true muthafuckin' loc The son of the Devil, the goddamn coat under black moon Cut mothafuckas up from sickle to garden tools Those fools who dare enter da crop was doomed Those who doubted the tale of the crop would be chopped chopped and chopped into little muthafuckin parts Some teenager fooled around in the corn field And later he found soaked in blood with they skin peeled Little kids go in and play and get lost Six days rotten with they heads popped off Sometimes you'll look deep in the field at the wood post Hanging the bodies you may glimpse The Scarecrow [Interlude 1] Crazy ass nigga The Lord Infamous That have a pure insanity You run and hide You can't escape it [Verse 2: DJ Paul] There's a nigga in the field, he's gonna kill ya, hotta take him out A nigga in the field, he's gonna kill ya, gotta take him out Do what ya can, watch ya back, slippin' on that, Scarecrow will attack Murda weapon a sickle or maybe a muthafuckin' axe Chop, chop 'em up is what I said in another track And if you remember the Scarecrow escaped from the institute a while back But now he's in the corn field growin' some new crops In the leg chop chops from ya pops The cops tried to catch him, they sent undercover He react by cop slaughter by a tractor Feel the sickle split ya head in half And he laughs as you pass away [?] flesh as you decay But the flesh'll be [?] I guess this his taste to wear ya skin on his fuckin' face Late at night you hear the screams as the yak go You can't run or hide from The Scarecrow [Interlude 2] "Hey thinks I stay here all the time He doesn't know what I really do I go out People don't come here anymore so I have to go out to the highway My brother doesn't like me to do that stuff He pretends he doesn't even know about my power POWER" [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] You can't hide from The Scarecrow, he smells ya blood Disfigure bodies and chop some flesh in the mud You run for your life but the corn field's like a maze The Scarecrow's gonna peel your skin off with the blades It's nightfall, you're lost in the crop and you can't sleep Someone's lurkin' in the darkness, you cannot see You're scared to death wondering could it be The Scarecrow Tears streamin' down ya face as the wind blows You move deeper into the field, a new resting place You look up and The Scarecrow's starin' in ya face Your head's on the choppin' block, the sickle takes it clean off He picks it up and place it on top of a corn stalk When niggas be steppin' [?] The Scarecrow was stabbin' that blade in they flesh, he loves when he makin' 'em bleed Late at night, you hear the screams if ya listen close It's comin' from the corn field, it's The Scarecrow [Outro] Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow (They call me Lord Infamous but you can call me Scarecrow) [until music cuts]