tablefourteen - CAMP KILLER SLASHER Lyrics

Boutta get dropshot, bodies hit deck
Pretty little face so I shoot for the neck
Pussy boy pull up wanna talk that smack
But he gets thrown back with a blade to the chest
Kiddy get cheffed up
Put him in the dirt with my name on the blade
Let him rest up ay
Come for the rest uh
Camp killer slasher
Killing like jason
Better say grace
Pray to your gods when I walk in your ends
Cut off your head then I go for your friends
You and your group are the ones I resent
Strike from the shadows I never present
I'm not an amateur making these moves
Theres no escape better tighten your noose
Boogeyman hunting you watching you book
Clean up the blood that I'm making you lose
Guts get spilled on the carpet
Leave no trace when I take your face
One more swing thats a hard hit
Stay masked up so they got no case
Pussy act up boutta feel my wrath
Wanna talk tough better back your stance
Wanna get rough? Come on bitch let's dance
Grip your throat in thr palm of my hand
Boutta get dropshot, bodies hit deck
Pretty little face so I shoot for the neck
Pussy boy pull up wanna talk that smack
But he gets thrown back with a blade to the chest
Kiddy get cheffed up
Put him in the dirt with my name on the blade
Let him rest up ay
Come for the rest uh
Camp killer slasher
Killing like jason
Better say grace

Boutta get dropshot, bodies hit deck
Pretty little face so I shoot for the neck
Pussy boy pull up wanna talk that smack
But he gets thrown back with a blade to the chest
Kiddy get cheffed up
Put him in the dirt with my name on the blade
Let him rest up ay
Come for the rest uh
Camp killer slasher
Killing like jason
Better say grace
Pray to your gods when I walk in your ends
Cut off your head then I go for your friends
You and your group are the ones I resent
Strike from the shadows I never present
I'm not an amateur making these moves
Theres no escape better tighten your noose
Boogeyman hunting you watching you book
Clean up the blood that I'm making you lose
Guts get spilled on the carpet
Leave no trace when I take your face
One more swing thats a hard hit
Stay masked up so they got no case
Pussy act up boutta feel my wrath
Wanna talk tough better back your stance
Wanna get rough? Come on bitch let's dance
Grip your throat in thr palm of my hand
Boutta get dropshot, bodies hit deck
Pretty little face so I shoot for the neck
Pussy boy pull up wanna talk that smack
But he gets thrown back with a blade to the chest
Kiddy get cheffed up
Put him in the dirt with my name on the blade
Let him rest up ay
Come for the rest uh
Camp killer slasher
Killing like jason
Better say grace