Beheadings

Off with their heads, don't awake from your sleep Lovin like a tennis player, it means nothin to me Ahh grittin' my teeth, start shakin' a baby And begin wiggin' out like an African lady God praises me, I operate like a phantom Don't hold a crowd in suspense, nah we hold em for ransom Rackin' lines of Charlie, I'm the man son I had 99 roofies and ya bitch ate one Unidentified objectives, flying flat and high Speak a colourful language only see in black and white Supply the devils disguise, and reside a tomb We walk a tightrope like blow flies on a noose Set fire to the roof, no power outage here Synergy relies on us, to have these bright ideas Nightmares, bad dreams Edward Dieter You'd have to go through hell and middle Earth to learn what that means Drunk on power, we're constantly livid Heads aren't on back to front but we're obviously twisted Children from a damned village were my childhood playmates When I drop a line on my hook is jail bait Our namesake, filthy, fucked in the head I neck shots of Bundy and chase it with Teds Light up a Jeffrey, Dharma and Greg on the TV I mack dead hookers, coz we're so not PC Shits never easy cohlz You might not botch a line but you'll choke when my hands are involved Like Panzas we roll, armed to the teeth grooves Two hungry wolves approach the target in sheep suits B1 B2 sackin' rats in a popped cap No duo it's a split personality, got that Yeah I do and I'll see you next Tuesday Goin bananas raiding Hunter Thompson's suitcase Prayin' for doomsday, romance in a lewd way Hammer like reflexes pile driving ya screw face Rhymes givin' me toothaches Spit flames like Lui Kang and make the booth shake and level towers like two planes Ive doesn't like chicks after their due date I.S Commune bringin' dust to the new age Munchin' on moon cakes, I travel alone With a go-pro and dagger under my cloak My humble abode, a structure of bones So dope when we smoke tracks you get contact stoned In written combat though, notes slice like a surgeon Mindstate of David Bernie while he got caught for murders Peepin' through ya curtains from the inside I ain't cuttin' the phone, I'm disconnecting ya life line I'll punch the face of a blind guy, give myself a high five And have him not seeing stars like Perth City nightlife My tie, Cicilian, rock an iron crown Chelsea smile and wave to cover up my frown Bodies under my house too, a corpse in my lounge room Livin' with these dead birds has put me in a fowl mood I prowl through lost in the dark If there's somethin' I can't hack I just lop it in half If there's somethin' I can't have I'm robbin' it fast My powers like blood on the scene, there's no stopping the charge Bally Up, keep it discreet If your mouth is the door to your soul then we're kickin' in ya teeth No practice, yeah we master what we preach Take away your breath? Nah, your ability to breathe Your life's a scream around my part of town I built my haunted house on Indian burial grounds They say buy the ticket, and you take the ride I'm too weird to live and I'm too rare to die