Toolbox Murderer

Lyrics

[Intro: R.A. The Rugged Man] Crustified Dibbs, R.A. the Rugged Man Night of the Bloody Apes! Yo, all this horror bullshit is for fuckin' faggots! I started it, now I'm gonna end it! [Interlude 1: R.A. The Rugged Man] Rarraghrr! (What the fuck is wrong with you, basketcase motherfucker?!!) Are you talking to me?! (Get off me!) I'll kill you with my goddamn drill, uhhh! [Verse 1: R.A. The Rugged Man] Let me tell you about my toolbox, that's right I be toolbox murderer (Toolbox murderer!) Rugged, Rugged Man, Rugged Man, I be the man To hold the microphone, decapitated skulls in my other hand Maybe the rough guy, tough guy Yo, we're rough guy, pucker and kiss your ass goodbye 'Cause I'm gonna make 'em die, soldiers, let me at 'em Move out the way, mad dog, (?) so I don't get 'em I got my blowtorch flame to your frame 'til it sizzle I got my ice pick and my chisel I'll make your blood drizzle, think I'm sick? Yo, I'm sick, but to match me Rugged, you have known where my (?) be You can run, you can run from blocks, and blocks, and blocks Motherfuckers feel it from the toolbox [Chorus: R.A. The Rugged Man] Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (Let me take it to the toolbox) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (TOOLBOX MURDERER!) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) [Verse 2: R.A. The Rugged Man] My toolbox, my toolbox, I murder, I'm murdering I murder them, you never heard of them 'cause I'm serving them You say I'm crazy, I'm Rugged, my drill It goes rrrargh-rrr, kill the body 'till the blood spills I'm not the sexual healing type, I got mad bitches always kneeling Bust my load up on the ceiling The rap pro, I'm phat bro, I might rock the disco I stick up (rasping noise) is how my lips go Fuck the (?) everybody I don't wanna see anybody's face 'cause I might hurt somebody With my chainsaw, chainsaw, I got mad love for the chainsaw And if I don't preach, please to beat you, I got my barb wires And my pliers to dig you six feet deeper, stop eatin' all them shit burgers Don't get involved with the murders of my toolbox, I'm murdering! [Chorus: R.A. The Rugged Man] Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (Let me take it to the toolbox) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (TOOLBOX MURDERER!) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) [Interlude 2: R.A. The Rugged Man] Arrgh! Take it off, haha! I'll saw ya goddamn leg off, haha, hahaha, hahahaha! (Oh, stop the pain! Oh my god, stop!) And I hit you with my chisel, hahahaha, hahahahahahaha! [Verse 3: R.A. The Rugged Man] Hard knocks, you wanna be the hard rocks? Take a look inside of my toolbox From the murdering objects, I got my hockey mask and my hood I'm up to no good so, don't let me take it to my toolbox I got my pencils, objecti-far-in, I got the crustified Crusty bad ass, where's it at in my draw and I'ma make you (?) Turn your back, I think it's a screwdriver through the head of you And if I flip, yo, you better skip town You better not stay around 'cuz I'm Crust Bound Even I could well be survived (?) 'Cause I kill cadavers for money-hungry fibres So when your towels hear the howls I gave I held you like you're fuckin' screaming vowels Don't fuck around, don't never fuck around 'Cause you might end up a body from the toolbox murders [Chorus: R.A. The Rugged Man] Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (Let me take it to the toolbox) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (TOOLBOX MURDERER!) Rrrargh-rrr, yeah, (I'm murdering) [Outro: R.A. The Rugged Man] It's all over