Jason strikes
• Written by Wolfpack
(verse starts at 0:28 of beat track)
I'm walking alone, through the park, and it's after dark
I look up ahead in the distance, just in time, to hear a laugh
I focus in the dark, using my brain, like Tony Stark
The fuck was that, it's Jason, and he's in, a hockey mask
He's got a list of names, and I'm the next, to get the mark
I hop, skip, jump and sprint in the other, fuckin' direction
If this killer catches up on me, it'll be my, cessation
Or a laceration at best, or maybe even a, C-section
I don't wanna fuckin' know, this'll be my, damnation
"Get me outta here", I plead to a, magic Wizard
But the Wizard's gettin' blazed in a blizzard, with his lizard
No help at all to me, so I pick up my speed, and keep on whizzin'
If I don't get outta fuckin' here than I'll no longer, be livin'
Breakin' space, time, sound and any mach speed, that's been listed
I guess you could say that all I am, is just fuckin' gifted
To get outta the shit, even if, it's been insisted
For me to deserve it, but I just, will not enlist it
I pull away from Jason so he throws, his machete
Flies past me, hits a tree, and rebounds, into me belly
I'm doubled over now as I bleed, all over me telly
Magazine that I had just forgot, to give to Nelly
He's right up on me now and I know, that it's all over
As he flings me on his shoulder, I'm now, his cadaver.
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Wolfpack
Member since May 20 2015