BLAZE YA DEAD HOMIE - Toe Tagz 'n Body Bagz lyrics
rate meToe tagz body bagz
Toe tagz body bagz dead body cold slab embalm the body after the autopsy
No blood just formaldehyde the outcome of homicide or suicide pine box
Dressed in ya sunday best got a single white rose layin off on ya chest
Close the open casket ain't no coming back like a one way ticket be it coach or first class
Like a trip to the otherside soaked in all black time to face facts layin flat on my dead back
I flip dat call it all a mishap then bag up ya body with tagz so they don't mismatch
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
Tag'em and bag'em and drag'em in to the underground
Collect preserve use discretion never make a sound
Floor boards squeak but the dead don't speak
They marinate in the fruit celler for up to 3 weeks
Till they're ripe for pickin and they get plucked and tucked
Between the walls like insulation where they remain stuck
Forced to listen to other victims getting the same cause the artist is consistent
So it's performed the same way
Hefty cinch sack 50 gallon or more available in any home improvement or grocery store
I buy'em by the pallette and fill my trunk with bodies 3 fat 2 skinny old men and stacked hotties
I tag'em on the toe so only I will know how I killed'em and what they came here for
Got so many got a library a thru z all buried beneath the lights of my H-O-M-E
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
Linda and Larry and Lori we got most of the L's
20 or 30 or more as we dig in to hell
Tunnels and caverns underneath the apolled
Deep within the ground so the body remains cold
With copies of toe tagz man I treat' it like a recipt
There's a copy for you copy for me customer policy
I run a business and this hobbies not a game
Show passion for the art normal people would call insane
Big swing duck tape toe tagz dead weight
2 on da porch 1 more in the crawl space with no face
Looking at me but I hear'em at night
Crawlin through the walls trying to rob me of my own life
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
toe tagz body bagz Imma put you on the slab toe tagz body bagz throw yo ass up in a bag
Thanks to Juggalette Sugar for these lyrics
