Track 3 from my album ''From the shackles''
Wickid killa
Brokin ryda...Juggalo, Kid, Killa....All ya need to know biatch.
Story behind the song
It's another song for my album.
Lyrics
I come from the board, straight out of hell
You pack up the set, but don't break the spell
The weeji board, locked me away
You broke the lock, now I want to say
Thank you, for the portal, out of there
Now I get to kill again, I don't care
If you helped me into your world
I'm explding, like an A-bomb shell
Ma facka, I ain't no friendly ghost
I'll wrap around your neck, then start to choke
See, your neck, my axe, the best combo
Stop talking bitch, shut your shit hole
I guess you could say I'm the angel of death
More the devil of death, chop till there's nothing left
Like the son of Satan said
''I won't stop choppin' till the walls are red''
I'm from the board, and they call me Brokin
Holy crap, hol' up, your neck needs chokin
I'll leave your dead body laying on the lawn
I'm also known as Spawn
4 kids, I am gonna hunt down
At the moment, they're all over town.
The first one is the one I hate least
But I'll still feel good when he is deceased
The popular boy, the one with the cell phone
Who lived in a mutha fucking mansion home
He turned from juggalo, to fucking idiot
He turned from homie to muthafuckin bitch
I hate his muthafuckin ass so much
I'm gonna have fun, kicking him in the crotch
Because, this muthafuckin piggy went to town
Now the muthafucka's gonna be beat down
Walks down the road, into his house
He hears some noises, Brokin's about
Possess his body, walk to the sink
Down bottles of bleach until his blood turns pink
I'm from the board, and they call me Brokin
Holy crap, hol' up, your neck needs chokin
I'll leave your dead body laying on the lawn
I'm also known as Spawn
See I'm a ninja, the next 3, easy to find
And they'll never guess what I have in mind
Well maybe they do, it's a bit easy
I'll have them down on their hands and knees
Begging and pleading for their life
So I turned away and dropped the knife
And I returned to the place from where I came
And started to like Hell's flames
What the fuck, you think I'm an idiot
One of the mother fuckers, got a face full of brick
The next mother fucker, thinks he's a clown
Put my axe in his head, then he fell down
The last muthafucka, started crying
By the end, my foot had his fuckin eye in
And I returned, to my fuckin home
Possessing someone's dome
