[ Featuring Getter ]
(Hack and slash away)
(Hack and slash away, away)
Never need a MAC, black trench on my back
Nails black like a young Wil Francis' pants
With a Deicide patch kerosene in my hand
And a Zippo for the motherf*ckers
Hiding behind the net don't play victim
I'm the one who never got away from the pain
Tried to pray, but God is on a holiday
I'm hacking and slashing you bitches
Took a sip of cyanide, but I'm living damn
What will it take to get rid of me?
When I die, don't pretend you a friend of me
Yah i'm hacking and slashing you bitches
Took a sip of cyanide but I'm living damn
What will it take to get rid of me, yah?
What will it take to get rid of me?
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
I'm hacking and slashing you bitches
I turned my bitch into a witch and I'm
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Blackest of mages the tat on my face
I'm amazed at the rate I've been getting away
With the manipulation of energy
Made it a friend to me used to my benefit
And if it makes you believe any more
Than you did before you read
The tat on my head
Then I led you straight to
The awakening of a mentality
Hidden away by the powers that be
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
Hacking 'em, slashing 'em
I'm hacking and slashing you bitches
I turned my bitch into a witch, and I'm
(Hack) Hacking 'em (Slash) slashing 'em
(Hack) Hacking 'em (Slash) slashing 'em
