Guillotine

[Hook] It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes Guillotine – yuh! [Verse 1] Sit in the dark and ponder how I’m fit to make the bottom fall through the floor And they all fall down – yuh! (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes – yuh!) Out of the shadows barrage of witch tongue Cobra spit over apocalyptic cult killer cauldron smoke Stomp music seriously – yuh! (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes, it goes) Can’t stop the groove licks jaws clear off them locks relentless raw movement Fit to knock you from here to that g-spot body rock connected To everything you want, ever did want, we got it why not come get it Stick your head in that hole and watch me drop this cold guillotine death sentence – yuh! yuh! [Hook] It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes Guillotine – yuh! [Verse 2] Hidden art, between and beneath, every fragmented, figure of speech Tongue in reverse, whenever the beat Causes my jaws to call out, out, out, out – yuh! The screens flashing red, can’t see shit but heads Spinning exorcist like planets out of orbit off the edge Off mine axis whipping through doors to far more than all that’s ever been said – yuh! Tie the chord, kick the chair and you’re dead – yuh! Yuh! [Hook] It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes Guillotine – yuh! Guillotine – yuh! [Verse 3] Head of a trick in a bucket, body of a trick in a bag And thrown in the fire like fuck it, gotta burn it before it goes bad One too many times been disgusted by the stench of rot is such a drag – yuh! Get broke by the street like blood stained glass – yuh! Choke on these nuts till the very last – yuh! (It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes) Serial number, killing machine, the illest of means To an end built on the filthy sound you’re experiencing – yuh! yuh! [Hook] It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes It goes, it goes, it goes, it goes Guillotine – yuh! Guillotine – yuh! [Verse 4] Tinted windows, bulletproof The slip knot fixing rope to noose To the grave stone grinder of cold steel The passion that blinds me so I feel – yuh! Can’t let go, no it flows through our veins Blows through our tunnels and rattles our chains And they all fall down – yuh! Yuh! Yuh! Yuh!

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