Feat. Mastamind Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha
(Mastamind) Right now, I bring the dead body funk I'm goin for the dunk, a motherfuckin head hunta I'm takin aim, I got my eyes on the prize Everybody drop low to the ground before I throw ya down Bloods on my hands, somebody got hit I didn't come to bullshit I come to drop shit Fuckin witcha heads, goin in and out and in again I'm all fucked up in the head my minds gone with the wind Don't ask why, life's a bitch then you'll die Real niggaz don't die, don't say goodbye to the bad guy Mastamind and I came to take you under with me Take you on a trip through my underground city When you roam don't alone look behind ya I might find ya, Mastamind's a path finda Run don't hide keep runnin cause I'm comin I sing my battle cry when the wicked drums are drummin Some old wicked shit caused a madman I gotta plan, I gotcha life in my hands I'm the head hunta
(CHORUS) I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you I cut the head
(Esham) I think I need some therapy my mind is playing tricks on me I see everything in 3-D, I bust a shot at Mickey D I looked inside his head again, fill him fulla lead again I'm better off dead, and if I'm deader then I'm better than Janie's gotta gun again someone said I done em in If I did, I done em 13 ways so here I come again Murder for my might I might, cut you with a butcher knife Butcher burn you better better burn you up on devil's night Cracka jack killa killa cracka with an ax Better duck when I buck or you're gettin waxed So take it take it yo, or take it take it slow But if I got an ax you gotta go Cause I'm the head hunta
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(Mastamind) I'm ready to do away witcha, in a day I'm gonna get'cha Split cha, slit cha Aggrevations of the world came down on me Now I'm starvin for a cracker cause he tried to clown on me Now you're life's in my hands, get down on ya knees I seen ya cracka smile when they hung us from the trees I'm back, I'm back to put ya on ya back Bulldozer ya ass over, and lay ya flat its like that Cause I had flashbacks, don't ask why I got an ax
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