Bang Your Head

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 death spot I build my house on top of Salem's Lot Front porch bloody, back yard, muddy Like Amityville, my family kills Thoughts of humanity, drove me to insanity To all of my rivalries, I speak of profanity Motherfuck this! Motherfuck that! Bang your, head! Chorus [Grym Reaper] Here comes the killer 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 killer 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 fucking 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 killer brigade, twelve o'clock starts the raid Torches lit oh rio grade 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 death Boom, bang! Here I am, the bezerk The ruthless killer yo, I do work Dark force is thick, mother fuckers for real Here's a tale from the crypt, bang your head! Chorus x 7