Fab bodied too but the dopest shyt about Kiss’ verse is he stuck with the theme.I’m dead wrong; you wanna live, I can’t let you
You at full speed, I'm walking, I still catch you
Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
These nikkas ain’t bosses, they workers and employees
I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks
Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
I’ll put something right through your face from out the toolbox
nikkas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks
Might have to crush your Adam’s apple with the vice grips
You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can’t miss you
You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
Three bodies in one night, that’s a hat trick
Pay the plug soon as you finish, that’s a backflip
Spend six, make 12 back, that’s a crack flip
Sad part about it, you boys ain’t even ready
Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
Kiss bodied the intro![]()
![]()
![]()
I’m dead wrong; you wanna live, I can’t let you
You at full speed, I'm walking, I still catch you
Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
These nikkas ain’t bosses, they workers and employees
I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks
Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
I’ll put something right through your face from out the toolbox
nikkas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks
Might have to crush your Adam’s apple with the vice grips
You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can’t miss you
You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
Three bodies in one night, that’s a hat trick
Pay the plug soon as you finish, that’s a backflip
Spend six, make 12 back, that’s a crack flip
Sad part about it, you boys ain’t even ready
Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
Kiss bodied the intro![]()
![]()
![]()