Moist (feat.Devereaux)

Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at I got a bitch in my cellar She's dripping and dangling dead No I did not mean to kill her I tripped and then strangled her neck I swear that I did try to help her Don't mind all the holes in her flesh Stop looking at me with judgement in your eyes or you will be the one who dies next Machete ready beheading shredding skin with the blade Middle of the Everglades In a cabin that I made I sing secret serenades to those who hang from off the chains It makes my mother fucking day seeing bodies burn at the stake Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Better start digging that grave You gonna get in that grave Fucking your face with a blade Your body it will be erased I be Mr.Rotten treats creeping out the killing fields I dug a hole in the ground And with your corpse it will be filled I got a creature inside of me telling me nightly that i need to kill Someone says hi to me I react violently they tell me i need to chill That pisses me off even more now buddy gonna pay for that Grab that mother fucker by the neck and then I make it snap Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at One day i got up and thought i wanted to be God So I sewn a women's head onto the body of a dog I learned how to do it on some random Reddit blog But they only went as far as merging rabbits with a frog I be that Mad Professor boy I be that Mad Professor I gut guts up on the ceiling I got brains all on my dresser All my friends are separate severed parts that I have stitched together It is only after one has died that they can live forever Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Cut a bitch up Ain't nobody know where the bodies at Ain't nobody know where the bodies at