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[Children vioce] A tisket, A tasket The Scarecrows out his casket Turn out the lights and lock the door Prayin' that he passes [Boondox] A vision of the dead in the embread backwoods Muthafucker born inside a toolshead Momma never loved me never payed me no attention Daddy was a rapist 30 years up state Fulton County Prison And I was raised by my own will Surviving off of scraps of bones, bear traps, and road kill Spending my days and my nights all alone And my mind is gone is something wrong with my dome Should've put me in a tomb I didn't ask for this life When they cut me out the womb with a dull pocket knife Now I walk with a scythe and a murderous ability A cornfed mutherfucker feeled with hostility Cracked out and I'm gone off that moon shine 180 proof why I'm made from a muskadine Out in these cornfields Learning all these wicked skills Swingin, slicing, and choppin, dice Country boy born to kill [Chorus:] A demon spawn The child of a bastard son Seven born of seven and the Seventh child fathered one A soul black full of pain Bodies in the field Blood pourin' like rain A demon spawn The child of a bastard son Seven born of seven and the Seventh child fathered one A soul black full of pain Bodies in the field Blood pourin' like rain [Verse 2:] Don't get lost in the woods In yo black expidition On the dark dirt roads So suspecious Just though some ditches Hedlights flicker and it's got you turning switches Now you so damn scarred you bout to shit in yo brentches You can't think straight all you hear is heavy breathing All your eyes just deceving what it is that you seeing When I pull up on the a-4 Pristol in ther floorboard Blast out ya back glass Got you screamin "No No" You fixing to know the reason and you about to find out What it is to suffer with a rusty blade in your mouth No where to run No where to hide Being stalked by the Scarecrow The bloodline of Malachi I hear these voices talkin they wont leave me along Tell me snatch this bitch up by her hair and drag her home Over my shoulder in the back of a pick up truck Can't wait to get her home and hold her, bleed her, then chop her up [Chorus:] A demon spawn The child of a bastard son Seven born of seven and the Seventh child fathered one A soul black full of pain Bodies in the field Blood pourin' like rain A demon spawn The child of a bastard son Seven born of seven and the Seventh child fathered one A soul black full of pain Bodies in the field Blood pourin' like rain [Boondox] A tisket, A tasket The Skarecrows out his casket Turn out the lights and lock the door Prayin' that he passes [Children again - repeat until song over] A tisket, A tasket The Skarecrows out his casket Turn out the lights and lock the door Prayin' that he passes
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