Stir Crazy
Stir Crazy on the beat
KidCrusher
Motherfucking christmas 2010
I wake up so pissed off
I walk down the street with my shotgun
I've got my slaybells ringing
So they can here comin' when they open up there window or
Would be open up the door
Bring a red target say comin' in the sight
As I walked down the street
I'm just looking for a fight
I'm not find a many
After just a couple minutes
So I stole christmas candles at each an every door
I start to preach and sing the merry christmas
And my eyes turn red and I want 'em dead
I don't know why
Bam
I liked bahumbug
I lost my mind, on this deadly night
I see the star right up in the sky
It's fucking risk not why I'm possessed
I'm gonna go to fucking kill
I'm gonna fucking kill you
Heads snap, I wake up and my house is full of dead bodies
I got blood on my lips, blood on my chest, blood on my hands and Blood on my dick
It's not the first time that this ever happend
I can still remember all the bitch slappin'
I start cuttin' up all the evidence
Wrapped 'em like presents and put them under my tree
I keep this one hand near the mistletoe
So I feel special and I can get a kiss
On christmas day, that is the day
I start to pretend
But this is my day
I got my house full of relatives of all the people's relatives but none of my relatives
Hey what's up? How your doing? Long time no fucking see