Turnabout - HUSQRIDER lyrics
[Turnabout - HUSQRIDER lyrics]
Turnabout i'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride hauntaholics
Real Haunted Mound turnabout
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Turnabout from the Haunted Mound
Speeding down Cutter Lane (Haunted Mound)
Yeah, I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Harold still swinging on me
Gonna swing from both sides yeah, Turnabout
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I check up on my phone
And that shit gon' get to glitching out
Pull up with the fucking boomstick can
You get to glitching out word to Grave Man
Four in the morn' it's the witching hour
Run down with my bolos, I'm a bull
You get to running now
Haunted Mound, we smoking cancer
We ain't smoking loud
Barrel on the shotty it gon'
Get to fucking smoking now
Dead corpse, dead opps
And they fucking croaking now
Apparition in my basement calling me
To come on down
The ghouls and witching burning
Drowning in the fucking siren sounds
Meet me by the Coffin Town
I know that you won't come around
Got my four layer rocks on
And a fucking mood corrector
They try to run me down
But Turnabout gon' fucking live forever
In love with the bands 'bout me
Bb countin' up the cheddar
They like, "Turnabout
Remember me?" but I'll never ever ever ever
Lights on the bike, gonna see me outside
Got the knife, if you try
Gonna spill you on sight
Harold still swinging on me
Gonna swing from both sides
Haunted Mound, that's my gang
When we ride you gon' get sideswiped
Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound turnabout
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride hauntaholics
Real Haunted Mound turnabout
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, Turnabout from the Haunted Mound
Speeding down Cutter Lane (Haunted Mound)
Yeah, I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Harold still swinging on me
Gonna swing from both sides yeah, Turnabout
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I check up on my phone
And that shit gon' get to glitching out
Pull up with the fucking boomstick can
You get to glitching out word to Grave Man
Four in the morn' it's the witching hour
Run down with my bolos, I'm a bull
You get to running now
Haunted Mound, we smoking cancer
We ain't smoking loud
Barrel on the shotty it gon'
Get to fucking smoking now
Dead corpse, dead opps
And they fucking croaking now
Apparition in my basement calling me
To come on down
The ghouls and witching burning
Drowning in the fucking siren sounds
Meet me by the Coffin Town
I know that you won't come around
Got my four layer rocks on
And a fucking mood corrector
They try to run me down
But Turnabout gon' fucking live forever
In love with the bands 'bout me
Bb countin' up the cheddar
They like, "Turnabout
Remember me?" but I'll never ever ever ever
Lights on the bike, gonna see me outside
Got the knife, if you try
Gonna spill you on sight
Harold still swinging on me
Gonna swing from both sides
Haunted Mound, that's my gang
When we ride you gon' get sideswiped
Hauntaholics, Real Haunted Mound turnabout
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
When I pull up on ride
You best believe you gon' die
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride
I'm speeding down Cutter Lane
I'm Riding on my Husqvarna
Hear the fucking exhaust
Like I was revvin' a chainsaw
Turnabout I'm outside
You won't make it out alive
I'm riding through Cutter Lane
I'm on my Husqvarna ride