Hunting Season

[Verse 1]
3am, I'm on the hunt with blood dripping from my fist
Pop another pill so I don't feel nothing when I get hit
He messed up, I aimed the barrel, he aimed his too but I don't miss
Skull split, watch his body drop, on your corpse I spit

[Chorus]
Yeah, on your corpse I spit
Watch watch me whip another brick
Yeah, on your corpse I spit
Yeah, pistol whipping with the stick
Yeah, on your corpse I spit
Watch watch me whip another brick
Yeah, on your corpse I spit
Yeah, pistol whipping with the stick

(Insert white noise screaming)

[Verse 2]
Hang them in the trees and watch them levitate up to the stars
Shed the blood of animals and throw their bones into the tar
Like a witch they'll do their dance and sacrifice unto their saint
Then they'll burn in their own sin like heathens burning at the stake