"My Axe" lyrics

"My Axe"

[Violent J:]
Agh-heheheheheheheheheheheahahahahahahahaha…
I love my Faygo, my NyQuil pills, Shaggy
I love my buddies, my hatchet man, but I love my axe

My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh
Me and my axe cut bigots' spinal cords in half
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back
Me and my axe will give your forehead a butt crack
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain, ch-ch-ching

[Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Chop)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop!

[Violent J:]
My axe is my buddy, we right the planet's wrongs
Me and my axe leave bigots dead on richie lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never makes me cry (He-he!)
Me and my axe will leave a divot for your eye
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump
Me and my axe will leave you hopping on a stump, ch-ch-chop!

[Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Egh!)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop!

Look into the deadest tree
Tell me baby what you see
Don't you hear the branches cry
Asking for the reasons why
Did they hang so many men
From the branches off of them
Why did humans make them play
With them in their evil way?
Look into the moon's beam
Can you fathom what it's seen?
Bodies dragging from a truck
Driven by a bigot fuck
Why you think the heavens cry
Acid rain and blizzard sky?
Ain't no covering the tracks
And that's why I'm here, and oh yes

[Violent J:]
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head
Me and my axe will make your white hoodies red (Aah!) (He-he!)
My axe is my buddy, you let that Dixie wave
Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave (Eh-hehehehe!)
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol (Egh! Agh!)
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees (Hehehehehe!)
Me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees, ch-ch-chow

[Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Swing! Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Egh!)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Woo!)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling-ling! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Chip!)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run!
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun! (Everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling-ling! Chop! Chop! Chop! (Everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling-ling! Chop! Chop! Chop!


Thanks to Victoria, Natasha "Mommalette" for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, William Dail, Joseph Bruce
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