Donnie Menace – Slasher Lyrics
Artist: Donnie Menace
Song: Slasher
There’s a killer in the house! there’s #ss, blood and guts everywhere! someone done gone crazy, son!
I levitated from my bed as my casket opened
Hellsent, the footprints from my path were smoking
My ligaments are a little stiff from the frequently visited
But that isn’t a restriction when i slash you open
Mask is over my face and hatchet is on my waist
Look, i got a machete so i’m splattering up the place
My intentions are southpaw and without a doubt cool
You’re bound to meet your downfall when i’m in your household
I’ll catch you when you’re having sex and leave you stabbed to death
Turning loving slumber parties to a bloody splatter-fest
I don’t ever have regrets, blood spills on the floor
I’m strangling pregnant women with umbilical cords
I’m brilliant with horror and torture in it’s villainous form
I’ll leave you stretched out like cut lips when children are born
Flood the carcass in the garden let you chill with the thorns
When i make it rain pain you’re all feeling the storm
There is blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
Blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
It don’t need to be some major day when i come through
And when i’m there, there ain’t a thing that you gon’ do
Either way my serrated blade’s gonna cut you
Until i got your bloody remains and stains on my jumpsuit
Basically my mind is mad, everything i got is dead
I’ma slice you open till i see inside you like a sonogram
I stay on my a-game
Slaying i’m on top of that
Watch your back or get my shank placed right inside your back
Other times i catch campers in their tents and leave ’em dead
Turn their little sleeping bag into a bodybag
It’s not a chance anybody can counteract
I’ll drop a cat so bad that i’ll decrease his body mass
And it won’t be a mystery where your body’s at
Your mom and dad’ll find your body parts inside the trash
When it’s time to slash you’ll ask where your god is at
You don’t know dark until you see the painted hockey mask
There is blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
Blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
Killing every b#tch like
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Killing every b#tch like
Be cool and estrange michael myers mom
Killing every b#tch like
Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound
Killing every b#tch like
Killing infants for ten cents
I could choke you to death but no, i use weapons
Dating jocks and cheerleaders in high school said it
Till i find you slipping just submit, cause it’s over with
Run for your life, i’ll still you catch you and you know it b#tch
All you’re gonna do is part ways with who you’re rolling with
Probably in the forest so when you scream no one notices
You don’t know where you’re going cause you’re scared and then i show up and
I’ll stab you in your titty and rip out the silicone in it
Next day your boyfriend has his choice made
That he’s gonna get revenge cause the jock goes through roid rage
Cut instead of denim, straight rick james the prick
I’ll put that cracker in the box and i nickname him ritz
I love chopping victims till the wall’s getting red
Off with your head, then i’m getting all of your friends
You can try to stop my wrath if you want to attempt
But you can’t kill me, i’m already dead
There is blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
Blood on the ceiling, blood on the floor
And all through the halls there is blood on the walls
Blood on the windows, blood on the mirrors
When it’s time to slash, everyone feels the terror
It’s him! the killer!
He’s killing him!
Oh no. you f#cking b#stards!
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Release Year: 2015