Текст песни Break Your Head (Intro) - Greaseball

Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, trippin', I'm trippin'
Fuck it, welcome back

Back, back, back, up out the motherfuckin' swamp
Out to stomp these impostors
With their pistol grip pumps
What a romp this'll be, hold your applause like a doctor
Turn my head and cough at these awful impostors
By the time that this is over, I'ma break your neck
I'll break your head
Bring out your dead, dead, dead
I get so vexed, oh yes, send out the SOS
I leave 'em hexed
Bring your kinfolk, your friends, your whole set
We can get it boilin', I'm just here to teach ya
If Sunday's for the boys then pistol's for the preacher
The sun, it shines brightly
I smile at the neighbors
Life's a mixed bag with the wildest of flavors
I've changed my behavior, now I'm feelin' handsome
I get a lot of love, even though I never had none
And I don't need the pity now
Cruisin' down the avenue and Martha's got her titties out

Fuck it, I'm out to break your fuckin' head
I'm out to break your fuckin' head

You ain't been dogged, you ain't been gang
All you see is stars, I see shit stains
Beckon to the void, it beckons back, back, back
I heard the rattles and the tap, tap, taps
I'm in attack mode, nestled in the back of the trap
It's in the black smoke
I can hear Baphomet laughing at your masters
Taggin' in your black book, the chapters
Scribbled in the handwriting of bastards
Scratch it in the mettle and the morals
Of the sacrificial lambs
I'll break your head, I'll shake your hand
I think I can, I think I can
I think I might just be
The cold-blooded reptilian
You're fucked in the water like amphibians on their periods
Something seriously off, I can feel it in my bones
Tell them all the king retook the throne, motherfucker

I'm out to break your fuckin' head
I'm 'bout to break your fuckin' head