Poetic - Bang Your Head lyrics

Chorus: Bang your head... bang, your, head! Bang your head... bang, your, head! [Grym Reaper] Rzarector! [Rzarector] Yo I'm not the same that I was when I was younger I roll with a Clan from a land, down under Deep in the darkness, we strike you regardless Of who? It's obvious! me... ha! Surround in a burial ground appoint my d**h spot I build my house on top of Salem's Lot Front porch bloody, back yard, muddy Like Amityville, my family k**s Thoughts of humanity, drove me to insanity To all of my rivalries, I speak of profanity Motherf** this! Motherf** that! Bang your, head! Chorus [Grym Reaper] Here comes the k**er with the Gravedigga sword, gimme room Like devils in a Ouiji board I'm spellin' doom Ever since six, throwin' mad stones And sticks capture dips on the graveyard shift Digging ain't a new phenom because my crew is on Spots are blown like nuclear bombs With the k**er instinct, rhymes are in synch B-B-B-B-Bang your head til it shrinks! Midnight marauder, bodies are getting slaughtered Bring a cross and a bucket of holy water So stealing can't be controlled so mother f**ing grave dig em' Slide out your head stone stack up your body, just like a clepto Let's go, to the graveyard plot Count up the knots, on the bodies that got robbed So bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! Chorus x 2 [Somebody (Don't know who's voice)] Gatekeep! [Gatekeeper] Yo I creep with the evil intent to represent Of course, the night, is one with the dark force The k**er brigade, twelve o'clock starts the raid Torches lit over your grave Feel no pain though exposed to the raven Deep in every step of blood like Wes Craven Yo! I eject the fume that spells doom The wickedest flow, sweep, ya up like a broom Crept from the shadowy graves of Medina ha! You're one stop away from the arena of d**h Boom, bang! Here I am, the bezerk The ruthless k**er yo, I do work Dark force is thick, mother f**ers for real Here's a tale from the crypt, bang your head! Chorus x 7