Swingin Hatchets

[Intro: Violent J]
Yeah, get on the floor, but don't forget to bring your motherfuckin'
Hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, hatchets (Yeah)
Hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, hatchets (Yeah, yeah)
Hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, hatchets
Hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, hatchets (Everybody now)
Swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em (Yeah)
Swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em (Yeah, yeah)
Swing 'еm, swing 'em, swing 'em, swing 'em (Fish 'N' Grits)

[Verse 1: Fish 'N' Grits]
Murdеr, murder, kill, kill, up on the real, real
[?] thugs who be [?], that's [?]
I cut the head off and give to your mammy
And stand underground, fuck gettin' a Grammy
I make brain leak and put bodies to sleep
A thug life OG and I'm on the creep
I'm the [?] and it's prime time
All you haters, don't drop a dime, dime
Go in [?] crime, I'm in your area
Fuckin' with Grits, boy, I'll bury ya
Leave ya in the [?]
When it come to AK's, it's necessary

[Chorus: Shaggy 2 Dope]
"Swing 'em!"
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Hatchets, (Catch it) hatchets, (Catch it)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)
Swing 'em! (Bring 'em) Swing 'em! (Bring 'em)

[Verse 2: Violent J]
I'm leavin' everybody headless up in the club
I'm swingin' butterfly knives rainin' nothin' but blood
Try and throw your hands up, you gon' be left with some nubs
Then I escape out the back door, one for the scrubs
Drop, drop it like it's hot, chop, chop with all you got
Pop, pop you with the Glock, hollow-tip'll stop a cop
I black out, I'm whacked out, I'm cracked out
Smack your ass like a gorilla, blow your neck and back out
I'm hidin' out in Miami, my girl was never seen again
They found her foot in Alaska and her head in the Sudan
I ain't right, I'm wrong, it's only a song
ICP, Grits, and Chinaman, forever it's on, motherfucker

[Chorus: Violent J]
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swingin' for 'em all)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swing until they fall)
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swingin' for 'em all)
(Hatchet) Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swing until they fall)

[Verse 3: Shaggy 2 Dope]
[?] I get to swingin' on these things and parts get to flingin'
Hit you with the broad side, turn your forehead to Klingon
'Cause perhaps, just perhaps, you ain't never been cut
These [?] blades [?] fuck any situation up
So get up and get chopped right the fuck back down (Get down!)
From the D Town to Miami, 2 Live crew and the Wicked Clowns
We sure to hold our grounds down, for certain
With razor sharp precision, bitch, (Bring it) it's curtains
The more sweaty my palms get, the more tighter my grip gets
And whenever my arm swing for, dumb ho, it hits it
So ya better duck quick and stay down, you bastards
Or it could be your head next from these swingin' hatchets

[Chorus: Violent J]
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swingin' for 'em all)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swing until they fall)
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swingin' for 'em all)
(Hatchet) Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swing until they fall)

[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
[?] back on the blocks
'Cause I just got released off a suicide watch
Motherfuckers fail me, I'm so demented
'Cause I ran bitches over in a [?]
They tried to lock me down sayin' I'm mentally sick
'Cause I listen to the fam and that wicked shit
Chinaman and ICP, we done cliqued up (Cliqued up)
Swingin' on them haters 'til we fuck 'em up (Fuck 'em up)
I represent the 305 until I die
If you fuck with my folk, it's suicide
[?] all the psychopathics, let's get it on
Throw your hatchets up and sing along

[Chorus: Violent J]
(Swing 'em) Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swingin' for 'em all)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (They'll get you)
Hatchets, hatchets (Swing until they fall)
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swingin' for 'em all)
(Hatchet) Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em!
Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! Swing 'em! (Swing until they fall)

[Outro: Violent J]
"Yeah. Fish 'N' Grits, The Chinaman, Shaggy 2 Dope, yours truly Violent J, and we swingin' 'em, and we swingin' 'em, and swingin' 'em, and we swingin' 'em, hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, yeah."
We'll get you, we'll get you (Motherfuckers)
We'll get you, swingin' for 'em all (Hatchets, hatchets, yeah)
We'll get you, we'll get you (Swingin' 'em)
We'll get you, swingin' for 'em all (yeah)
Swingin' for 'em all (From Miami to Detorit, we're swingin' 'em)
Swingin' for 'em all (From the Appalachians to Uganda)
Swingin' for 'em all (Swingin' 'em, swingin' 'em)
(Hatchets, hatchets, hatchets, always swingin' 'em)
Swing until they fall
(From the bay, to [?])
Swingin' for 'em all
(Swingin' 'em, swingin' 'em, hatchets, hatchets)
Swing until they fall