Buried Under Shallow Ground

[Intro: Insane Poetry]
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground
Our peoples is evil, we’ll leave you buried under shallow ground
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground

[Chorus: Insane Poetry & Both]
Our peoples is evil, we’ll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds

[Verse 1: SCUM]
I brought a motherfucking shovel but I'm way too lazy and too out of shape to dig
Your hole as tall as I'm standing up, that is all too much, the effort’s way too big
When I get knee deep up in the frozen ground
I’ma say "Fuck that!" and go and get that stump without arms and legs
That are in different bags that go in different holes into the city dump
Used to be one, where's your mom’s son?
Now he's gone, he is never coming back
Motherfucker made us do 'em, pump some Triple M-F-D and talking shit on LSP
He ended up inside a black 55 gallon bag up in the back of the van
Until we hack up the man and find a site that fits
Like my picture does when trying to google God
Or like my throbbing dick between your girlfriend's tits

[Verse 2: Insane Poetry]
Between your girlfriend tit sits my little sharp copper cutter
It’s the same one I used to carve up your mother
Her body smothered in the back of the trunk with her lover
They both got captured at lunch imagine we're hacking them up
No passion I had when I cut, and wrappin' 'em up
The laughter after I'm done when the madness begun, speak evil when I'm slashing their tongues
The rapture has come, it's the ceremony of a burial
Giving you your last rite but in stereo
You about to dance with the demons and do them devil's biddings
In a desolate spot where there's several missing
In the middle of nowhere up in the mountains
They advise you be careful of your surroundings
Too late, it's time to cut your throat, SCUM slitting your neck
This is your death (Woo! Woo!)

[Chorus: Insane Poetry & Both]
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds

[Verse 3: Insane Poetry]
You're a victim of a chloroform party perfectly picked
'Bout to turn into a Serbian flick
It's Triple M-F-D, bitch, ain't no mercy in them
Butcher Brothers with the aprons on serving up limbs
We in your neighborhood, yes, we come to murder your friends
Got the urge to end your life and it's burning within
Someone died last week, yeah, you heard it was grim
Twelve strokes to midnight the murder begins
We come to your house just to violently harm you (violently harm you)
Our intention to torture you, force you to watch
Tryna get your wrists and arms loose (woo)
Our ruse is just simple, to follow, swallow dick, and wait for the grand finale (Hey!)
No escaping your fate, here is a spot, we digging your grave now

[Verse 4: SCUM]
Get in the hole, you better get in the hole
Just like I told my cock when I first met your mother
Better know your role and you best not stall
It is time to roll and kidnap another motherfucker
That nobody's finna miss, that we gonna open up like a window with a razor
Pullin' out yo guts, covered in many cuts
The sight of you will shock more than a police taser
I don't wanna live, I don't wanna die
I just wanna murder, murder, murder people
Look me in my eye, make you wanna die
Stand the suffering, I'm hella, hella evil
And the only place you're gonna find salvation's underground
Like the music underneath a little turn that will end when you are buried
No more brutal mutilation, no more torture
That will hurt you cuz the dead no longer hurt (woo, woo)

[Chorus: Insane Poetry & Both]
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow ground (on shallow grounds)
Our peoples is evil, we'll leave you buried under shallow grounds
Found ancient bones on our Game of Thrones
Now welcome inside our battlegrounds