Pass It Back

Artists : Dark Lotus : Pass It Back

we would like to invite you on a journey
a tale of an instriment of death
watch us as we pass the ax

i took the ax off the shelf in the toolshed
its tellin me i gotta fuckin bloody the mislead
my victim, approached
cut her head off at the throat
she was a hooker with aids
spreadin disease like it was dope
cut the head off her pimp
before he started to trash talk
two bodies in my trunk
and police on a manhunt
i'm on the noose again
they chasin me for blocks
see the homie on the streets
so i pass the ax to madrox

i took the axe, what the fuck
am i supposed to do with that?
its all bloody and it looks like its
been in and outta someone's back
grizzle on the handle
blood drippin down the neck
so i grab that bitch like "hahaha back"
who wanna get halfed up
by the ???
who got a gang of problems
and don't give a half a shit, bitch
you can fall victim to
the double headed fury
don't be scared, be worried, man

pass it, something sharp and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)
it's raining, the rain is dark and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)

i took the ax back to the shed where i stay
cleaned the wood and then
sharpened up the blade
waited till dark
and then ran through the hood
and chopped up drunk bums
like their blocsk of wood
i can't see myself stopping
if i do then i'm dead
and the only way i'm dying
is if i sever my own head
grip on the tip so my nub won't slip
and i'm about to fuckin pass it
to the hands of 2 dope, bitch

i took the ax and
i swung through like butter
when you see me better run, duck, and cover
you know your juggular, well its gone
i blacked out last night
realized in the morning
gotta dig another hole in the backyard
run and get me a shovel, it aint that hard
understand i got a hair pin trigger wrist
when i squeeze it off, haha
you get the gist

pass it, something sharp and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)
it's raining, the rain is dark and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)

i took the ax
perhaps i had a relapse
i seen a pretty pretty neck and i couldn't relax
i cut through it
i throw knives with percision
but it's nothin like the feelin
of commitin the incision
flip it over, a radio program
a pound his head int a bloody pizza
with the hammer
threw it into the sky
and let it stick in my back
and passed out at monoxide's
front porch like that

i took the ax and lost my fucking mind
on this cop who pulled up behind me
i handcuffed him on the side of the street
and started smackin wit it like
i was makin a beat
oh god, another cop pulled up
so i grabbed the same ax
and plant it in his forehead
2 more bloody and dismembered
now its back in the shed
and that's all i remember

pass it, something sharp and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)
it's raining, the rain is dark and wicked
and i'll pass it back
don't worry i'll pass it back
(i'll hack you)

the ax that split so many backs
is back to the tool shed to relax
peep that
so many failed
with no tale to tell
and are only remembered
by the stain that they left
on the ax