Body Parts

[Verse 1: Godemis] Pop the lock box swingin' the sledge My freezer full of body parts: Legs, arms and heads I keep the intestines in bottles right up under my bed A batch of bladders bottled up in the shed I chuckled and said "Steven keep it cool and come walking in my direction Nothing personal , I need your intestines for my collection" Fetching for a serial killer But not fo' rilla No protection when I'm snatching your bladder like it was thriller Pounced on him like a gorilla Then vertically flipped the butterfly knife Covered his mouth, turned him over, stabbed him in the back twice Now in a pity the blood is starting to come out of his body Plus the front door is unlocked and the lights are still on in the lobby Somebody's home, drag the body knocked over the phone With a Collie growling at the gate that won't leave me alone See I realised the mess I made dragging him out the trunk Plus I'm too faded to operate then cleaned it all up Visual Shutdown Stitch with a serial killer shuts down Killing Steven because there wasn't no sluts 'round Dragging a 365 pound carcass around Not suspected just because I ain't the weirdest in town [Verse 2: Ubiquitous] I was making the nightly rounds in my dusty police cruiser Working the graveyard, alcoholic abuser Kahlua in my coffee Box of donuts on the dash Creepin' at 15 miles an hour with a limp foot on the gas Passing by dark houses its lights out, its looking quiet A burst of a barking dog in the night Breaking the silence I put on my front lights and my brights Straining my eyes trying to find a sign of violence With an anxious pain in my privates I spied it- What looked to be a Collie on a leash On the other side of the gate with red stains on its feet Hopping out of the cruiser Approaching the place with gun drawn Danger was inherent but upon me it doesn't dawn So I stumbled along the lawn trying to be cautious Shaking my head to get sober The blood's making me nauseous Swallowing hard, scared Following bloody paw prints Knowing that the killer was close in my subconscious [Verse 3] [Godemis] I heard some footsteps Either the dead is walking or the gig's up [Ubiquitous] I heard something inside the house Its time for my pace to pick up [Godemis] Blood on the patio for that little Collie to lick up [Ubiquitous] I put my gun in the holster started picking my night stick up [Godemis] Too much evidence Its evident I'm not alone in residence So I expose the blade again except without the hesitance So who's there Answer or I'm coming out and stabbin' [Ubiquitous] Put your hand up and weapons down This is officer Gavin of the KC police We've got the property surrounded [Godemis] Shit I don't believe in that when no sirens have even sounded [Ubiquitous] Got a running start at the house And put my shoulder to the door I broke the hinges, lost my balance Dropped my light stick on the floor It mad a splash Focused on the horror scene before me [Godemis] Feeling this real life not a Stephen King story [Ubiquitous] I felt the knife hot in my back He must have stabbed me from behind And then again in the same spot but much harder this time I'm giving in He's twisting it Scraping against my spine [?] Blood running down my sides Body parts (Body parts)