Quebec Nihilism Front - In Da Hearse Lyrics

My blade has been bloodstarved, it thirsts
Dull and heavy so it hurts
Ridin' dirty in da hearse
Let the bodies hit the curb

Visions of dead bodies being burned
Rise up from the dead, please stay alert
I promise it'll hurt
I don't wanna talk its really getting on my nerves
Fuck this
You know how the dogs get
Gotta get this fucking paper just to keep my dogs fed
Ain't no such thing as justice when you get your throat ripped
Can I get your throat rip
We the fucking locksmiths
Break through your spot like its nothing

Rare gas in my sack, im bound to rise
My music they demonize, still in spite this my life
I'll see you at the finish line
My brother's shine will leave you blind
Then we get higher than a satellite
Bleeding but I didn't see the blade
Don't want no respect from the fake
Got a cool meal for you boy come get a taste
Body parts in the solvent
Taste my venom as I serve it

My blade has been bloodstarved, it thirsts
Dull and heavy so it hurts
Ridin' dirty in da hearse
Let the bodies hit the curb