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[Verse 1:] 
Front post livin swiggin wiskey and mescaline 
Swining fly swatters catchin trails from that ketmine 
We on some otha level country like a Muthafucka 
Ask the way I'm living shit they ain't no otha muthafucka 
Give me masquitoes and a moon-lit night 
Give me a red dirt road and I'll be doin all right 
Sittin down by the river bottle of Grits mill 
Double fistin evan williams steady climbn heavy hill 
This is what it's all about I couldin ask for nuthin betta 
Me Myslf high fucked up and light as a feather 
I hear them krickets cherpn 
I think I'll lay back and listen 
I got a line off in the water but ain't thinkin about fishin 

[Chorus:] 
This... is country life 
This is the life for me 
liquor,cars and tittie bars 
This is the life for me 
Country... till I die... 
This is the life for me 
liquor,cars and tittie bars 
This is the life for me 

[Verse 2:] 
I like them bitches talk their dirty so ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 350 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

[Children voice:] 
A tisket, A tasket 
The Skarecrows out his casket 
Turn off the lights and lock the door 
Prayin' that he passes 

[Boondox] 
A vision of the dead in the embread backwoods 
Muthaf**ker born inside a toolshead 
Momma never loved me never gave me no attention 
Daddy was a rapist 30 years up state Fulton County Prison 
And i was raised by my own will 
Surviving off of scrapes of bones, bear traps, and road kill 
Spending my days and my nights all alone 
And my mind is gone is something wong with my dome 
Should have put me in a tomb i didnt ask for this life 
When they cut me out the womb with a dull pocket knife 
Now i walk with a sight and a murderous ability 
Im cough and mutherfucker feel with hostility 
Cracked out and im gone off that moon shine 
100 dated of proof why im made from a muskadine 
Out in these cornfields 
Learning all these wicked skills 
Swingin, slicing, choppin, dicing 
Countr ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 384 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

I can hear them screaming through the forest at night [echoes] 
Snakes [repeat and echoes] 

In the belly of the beast, a place thats miles away 
In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray 
A choir sings with their eyes sewn shut 
By a stream the children playing, water flowing with blood 
The pastor stands on his pulpit, while preaching of hell 
On the hilltop church with demons ringing the bells 
They toll twice for the missing and the recently departed 
In the pews the congragation sits a hundred days rotted 
Suffering is all around the stench of death in the air 
Nobody seems to notice or nobody seems to care 
Its just an everyday life and a normal routine 
People walking right by, but never notice the screams 
A backwoods philosophy passed down thru the ages generations of murder, written down in these 
pages 
of a book overlooked and forgotten in history 
a place where the secret is surrounded by mystery 

I c ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 418 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

She lies awake for days suffering in misery 
No one to hold her close and give her what she really needs 

Blood flows like a busted nose 
Red fluid drains down and it stains your clothes 
No rest no strength ain't been fed in days 
Down in the cellar kept you locked away 
My one true love and I said I adored you 
Walks in the parks so I never ignored you 
We held hands in the dark as the band played 
Looked you in you eyes told you never to be afraid 
I knew it wouldn't last but I wanted you forever 
Had to find a way for us to stay together 
That's when it happened and the thoughts came clear 
A smile on my face as i whispered in your ear 
Come walk with me come walk into the night 
Sip champagne with me lay beside the candle light 
I took her hand and the last word said 
I made her mine forever with a blow to the head 

She lies awake for days suffering in misery 
No one to hold her close and give her what she really nee ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 412 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

Southern Nights Are Sippin On Henny 
Southern Nights Are Rolling Up That Good 
Southern Nights Are Hot Sticky And Muggy 
Doublewide Tucked In The Woods 
Southern Nights Are Pitchforks And Gravel 
Southern Nights Are Shooting Cans Of Beer 
Southern Nights Are Chasing Them Donkies 
Bitch Why Don't You And Your Girl Get Over Here 

The Southern Moon Exposes Killers 
The Southern Moon Is Hot Like Fire 
The Southern Moon It Knows Our Weakness 
Trips You Up Like Chicken Wire 

Southern Nights Are Warm And Sticky 
Southern Nights Are Swampy And Loud 
Southern Nights Are Home To The Skarcrow 
Posted Up Under The Moon And Proud 

Won't You Take Me Back To The Dark So Pitch Black 
Most Can't See Where We At It's Where I'm Happy 

Southern Nights Are Tipped Back On Soco 
Southern Nights Are Flippin Off The Popo 
Southern Nights Are Cruising In A Big Block 
Foot To The Floor Quarter Miles In A Parking Lot 
Southern Night ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 398 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)


This is a cat (meow) 
This is a horse (whinny) 
A cow says (moo) 

I hear them talking to me and the demons stalkin me running in between my thoughts and dreams 
I think they haunting me 
Got me sweatin got me stressin 
Wake up in the woods with a Smith and Wesson buck naked countin blessins blood so close with 
no confessions 
I don't know what it is that's livin in my nightmares 
I don't know what it is that's bringin all these night scares 
All i knowin is what the fuck I got to lose when everything i'm dreamin of end up on the 
evenin news 

[Chorus:] 
[Boondox:] 
I'm sleepin only sleepin I'm sleepin only sleepin 
I don't wanna sleep I don't wanna dream I don't wanna hear the suffering, I don't wanna hear 
the screams 
[Violent J:] 
I'm only dreamin, I know I'm only dreamin 
[Boondox:] 
I don't wanna sleep I don't wanna dream I don't wanna hear the suffering, I don't wanna hear 
the screams 

Last night ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 410 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)



This is a cat (meow) 
This is a horse (whinny) 
A cow says (moo) 

I hear them talking to me and the demons stalkin me running in between my thoughts and dreams 
I think they haunting me 
Got me sweatin got me stressin 
Wake up in the woods with a Smith and Wesson buck naked countin blessins blood so close with 
no confessions 
I don't know what it is that's livin in my nightmares 
I don't know what it is that's bringin all these night scares 
All i knowin is what the fuck I got to lose when everything i'm dreamin of end up on the 
evenin news 

[Chorus:] 
[Boondox:] 
I'm sleepin only sleepin I'm sleepin only sleepin 
I don't wanna sleep I don't wanna dream I don't wanna hear the suffering, I don't wanna hear 
the screams 
[Violent J:] 
I'm only dreamin, I know I'm only dreamin 
[Boondox:] 
I don't wanna sleep I don't wanna dream I don't wanna hear the suffering, I don't wanna hear 
the screams 

Last ni ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 270 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

You cannot even envision in the darkest cathoclisms 
Of your fucking mind as its throws you into aneurysms 
It's got your blood clotting and your f**king veins rotting 
The very sound of my name has got you grave plotting 
Cause I was brought into this wold up on a mission 
And a voodoo ritual got my fucking ass up and kicking 
And high stepping bout to turn this bitch red 
Coming up out the ground just like the return of the living dead 
I'm feigning for your brains and I'm as sick as the fever 
Try to fuck with a monster you better leave it to beaver 
Cause I'm coming for your life you been marked by the beast 
I'm going to eat your f**king soul so be prepared to be deceased 

[Chorus] 
Close your eyes turn around 
And say my name 
A drop of blood on the ground 
For every drop of pain 
No turning back now it's done 
Everything is said 
I am evil 
I am pain 
I am the PunkinHed 

Thirty seven years cold and resting ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 389 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

She was new in town. 
She was a treasure that I found. 
She liked to swim at night. 
And she was angel like. 

Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? 

When she swam under the moonlight. 

Who the fuck you dissin bitch remember me I was there for you? 
Who the fuck you dissin bitch remember me I was there for you? 

She was angel like. 

Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? 

When she swam under the moonlight. 

Who the fuck you dissin bitch remember me I was there for you? 
Who the fuck you dissin bitch remember me I was there for you? 

She grew popular. 
There was no stop'n her. 
She started losing sight. 
And she forgot about. 

Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? Who the fuck you? 

Me and her in the river at night. 

Who the fuck you dissin bitch remember me I was there for you? 
Who the fuck you dissin ... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 393 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

(feat. Twiztid, Blaze Ya Dead Homie) 

[Verse 1:] 
[Boondox] 
I got 'em in my sight 
Aimin' right between his eyes 
Fiending for the sight of blood 
Squirting when the bullets fly 
Decapatatin' muthafucker with that heavy ammo 
Posted up on rooftop dressed in black latetes and camo 
A crazy insane sniper with an appitite 
For that crimson tirents arteries or introduce the light 
And no, i cannot cope' unless i see it in my scope 
Fallen to your knees and that red mist leaves ur throat 

[Blaze] 
I'm like a 22 shot to your head at close range 
The slug recoshades untill it splatters ur brains 
And no matter where it enters the exits never the same 
Let 6 shots go, the red mist pourin' like rain 
So much are so squeemish they cant stand the sight of blood 
And so they passin' out when they see me in the hood 
My wounds still bleed like imma stigmatic 
Red mist in my trail some blood still shootin' out my jacket 

... Читать дальше »
Категория: Тексты Boondox | Просмотров: 393 | Добавил: twiztid | Дата: 02.04.2009 | Комментарии (0)

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