Haunted Mound Reapers (feat. Hackle)

Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound Hahaha Haunted Mound Stay in my haunted house, I call it the butcher house Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics Haunted Mound, bitch, stick that cutter in your damn mouth Sematary Grave Man, haunted 'til I'm in the ground Still in the butcher house, coolin' with the Haunted Mound I been smokin' coffin nails, ash 'em in my bitch mouth When I bring my chainsaw out (yeah), sound like the screams of hell (yeah) Boy said he so hard, watch his skin drying out Sematary pull up with two knives, do ya funky town I'ma take your jaw bone, you can't tell me shit now Stay in my haunted house, I call it the butcher house Murder house, snuff house, haunted house, my butcher house Look at my belt and my chain and my watch, partner Look at my knives and my guns and my soul, partner I flex so damn hard, you'd think it was a funeral Lord forgive me, on highway to hell forever Haunted Mound Reapers put you down in the grave Angels haunt my team, haunted souls in my chain I'll haunt you forever if I die today Try the Haunted Mound, boy, you can die today Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha (go, go, go, go) Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha (HDOE, HDOE, HDOE, HDOE, HDOE, HDOE, HDOE) Hackle Down On 'Em, coming straight from the Haunted Mound I put you down in the ground, your bitch want me to fuck her mouth That bitch, she want a golden shower (HDOE) Throw her ass up in the cellar (HDOE) AK-47, MAC-10, even got a Smith & Wesson (yeah) In the butcher house with Grave Man (HDOE) Hearing all the walls creaking (HDOE) Turn around, I'll lose my mind (HDOE, HDOE) I'm staring at my shadow dancing Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound I'm comin' from the Haunted Mound (yeah) I only love my AK, the only one to make me smile Drivin' through the coffin town with Grave Man, got the cutter out (HDOE) You best get comfortable, you gon' have to stay a while My IQ low, but I go dumb, the Haunted Mound where we all from I'm smoking up another one, I'm Gunsmith, you better duck We turning up and throwing up, I call up Buck, he got the drugs This that Haunted Mound forever, bitch, you know this the anthem (Hackle down on em') Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, Haunted Mound, hahahahahaha Death, Madness, Murder and Mayhem It's the Real Haunted Mound, in your town Ha-Ha-Hauntaholics