Stuck Mojo - Here Comes the Infidels lyrics
[Stuck Mojo - Here Comes the Infidels lyrics]
Welcome everybody to the dirty, dirty South
Let me enlighten all y'all to
What we're all about
Those dead crossed eyes so you
Better watch your mouth
The mojo's backing it and they're
There without a doubt
Full of your rough they know to
Get it through your skull
They know that merciless brute force
Never get us no remorse
Crazy, day sick? Nothing but another wreck
Just begun now you're done
Where you gonna hide and run
We are the skull-phucking, mother-fucking
Trend-setting
No regretting, gun packing, mouth smacking
Southern fried
Original, mythical, fearless, and invincible
Now shout it out loud
Here comes the infidels
Buddy in career two's next on the hitlist
'Bout to slaughter everyone
And won't leave a witness
Chatta yadda yadda wants to
Go and chita-chata kick it to the curb so it
Can watch the head splatter
We've been past born torn, word is born
Every verse is fixed parable
Is not as incomparable
As tribal armada, all you fools say nada
The big tit's and mafia
That's who's stopping ya
Everybody listen, the mojo's a whizzin'
The system's broken, we have a motion?
So take a shot 'cause now it's on
The rest of y'all can help to rep
(eat) or die full of your rough they know to
Get it through your skull
They know that merciless brute force
Never get us no remorse
Crazy, day sick? Nothing but another wreck
Just begun now you're done
Where you gonna hide and run
We are the skull-phucking, mother-fucking
Trend-setting
No regretting, gun packing, mouth smacking
Southern fried
Original, mythical, fearless, and invincible
Now shout it out loud
Here comes the infidels
Let me enlighten all y'all to
What we're all about
Those dead crossed eyes so you
Better watch your mouth
The mojo's backing it and they're
There without a doubt
Full of your rough they know to
Get it through your skull
They know that merciless brute force
Never get us no remorse
Crazy, day sick? Nothing but another wreck
Just begun now you're done
Where you gonna hide and run
We are the skull-phucking, mother-fucking
Trend-setting
No regretting, gun packing, mouth smacking
Southern fried
Original, mythical, fearless, and invincible
Now shout it out loud
Here comes the infidels
Buddy in career two's next on the hitlist
'Bout to slaughter everyone
And won't leave a witness
Chatta yadda yadda wants to
Go and chita-chata kick it to the curb so it
Can watch the head splatter
We've been past born torn, word is born
Every verse is fixed parable
Is not as incomparable
As tribal armada, all you fools say nada
The big tit's and mafia
That's who's stopping ya
Everybody listen, the mojo's a whizzin'
The system's broken, we have a motion?
So take a shot 'cause now it's on
The rest of y'all can help to rep
(eat) or die full of your rough they know to
Get it through your skull
They know that merciless brute force
Never get us no remorse
Crazy, day sick? Nothing but another wreck
Just begun now you're done
Where you gonna hide and run
We are the skull-phucking, mother-fucking
Trend-setting
No regretting, gun packing, mouth smacking
Southern fried
Original, mythical, fearless, and invincible
Now shout it out loud
Here comes the infidels