Boar’s Head

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2007 version scratch: Crack

Get outta bed with razorblades under the tongue
Young Mortician hands, everything I spit is a drug
A fuckin' body bag with 42 slugs, ceremonial mugs
My grimace is wicked, your carcass scale a hundred slugs
I hug the block with mask and gloves
That means I'm rockin' Dennis, you faggot, you maggots gets yo' case done
My flows is sedative, highly imperative
Closed caskets your faces is pussy, piss on your sentiments
Slice your favorite mack and teach faith imported from Turkey
They call me Boar's Head, they worship the Gore, you bitches worship me
It's okay, the Black Mass is arsenal leather
With Tony crack sells, the money disease battered the reverend
This is South to Heaven, stompin' on your Christ delusion
Watchin' you move, Mafia shoots the Don, deli goods kill your movement
This is death improvement, take it to the barrel
Fuck around cut out your apple, scumbag