Sematary, Hackle - HAUNTED MOUND REAPERS lyrics

Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound hahaha
Ha haunted Mound
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 (Yah)
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
Hauntaholics