Crunked Up and Fucked Up

[Chorus: Bloodshot]
Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped

[Verse 1: Chuckklez]
I'm cranking up the chainsaws, about that time to get crunk
'Cause I'm pissed off as a motherfucker, ready to slice you into chunks
I hear you talking shit from out your ass like you faggots do
So I call up the homie Bloodshot, now we're here to fucking kill you fools
First we drag you out the crib, then lay you on the lawn
Got you shaking like a bitch, there's no chance that you can run
Decapitate your fucking head and drink the blood from out your neck
'Cause I'm a twisted serial killer who loves to leave his work a bloody mess
Sold my soul for horror crunk and I have no fucking regrets
This is the only type of sickness that makes me rip your heart from out your chest
Eat it slowly, then watch you as you die
Until the reaper comes to send you to hell, it's time to say goodnight
Should've never said my name in vain 'cause the devil lives inside me
Now you're buried beneath the floorboards without a head attached to your body
Let the maggots finish the rest so I can move on to the next
And introduce these pussycats
How my machete does its best (Yeah)

[Chorus: Bloodshot]
Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped

[Verse 2: Bloodshot]
Who you talking to? Better watch your step (Stay)
You're about two inches from winding up dead (Yeah)
I gotta fit the liquor in, horror crunk
A motherfucker talk shit (yeah), hip-hop (Yeah)
I creep through the streets like I own the shit (Uh huh)
Step out of line, you's about to get hit (Hit)
I got the crunk buck sound and I'm losing it (Losing it)
I'm hanging upside down with a crucifix (Crucifix)
I'm walking down the alley, blunt in my mouth
Hater talking shit, 'bout to lay 'em out
I ain't the one to fuck with, I'm crunked y'all
I'm the type of killer that gets wild
So while you're smacking them gums better think twice
Or I'ma take this knife and start to slice and dice
This is Bloodshot and Chuckklez as one
Fit them in blood and chainsaws so you better run

[Chorus: Bloodshot]
Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped

[Verse 3: Chuckklez]
I keep on telling niggas we ain't here to play some fucking games
Except to murder the ones they love and wear their fucking face
You can call me Edward Gein because I'll skin you in my cellar
Leave your body hanging after I get drunk upon this liquor
You already know I'm a piece of shit who enjoys the fucking sports of death
Causing chaos in every second when my machete takes your final breath
No redemnants will be needed, I'm gonna squeeze the God's creation
Who has some puppets to kill these Christians? 'Cause I'm a motherfucking demon
Creepy, crunked up out of mind like I'm ready to slap a bitch
So you best to keep a distance or else this knife will peel your flesh, trick
No more crying 'cause your tears don't even mean shit to me
Except it makes me pre-cum as you begin to slowly decease
There can never be a cure to eliminate the hatred from within
It always keeps me going, just to commit another sin
So I turn my eyes to Bloodshot and he says "Let's fucking kill 'em all"
Raising up our chainsaws while we're screaming "Slaughter!"

[Chorus: Bloodshot]
Beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker
Beef with-beef with a motherfucker, we 'bout to get it crunk
You just another punk in the club about to get jumped