Body Cavity Search;

My fist shatters your grill
I've done what I've done
Time for me to fufill my desires to kill
All that tries to kill me I return
My intention is TO SEE YOU BURN!

No soy el muchacho con mal intenciones
En la casa yo soy el hombre com pantalones
Tenga una fuerza como herculito
Si no te gusta pues Mamame el bicho

BODY CAVITY SEARCH

Nadie nunca vas a entender
Aqui yo soy que nunca vas a perder
Pasas años y todavia quiere joder
Como tyson a si te voy a morder
Quieres gritar como una mujer
To voy a mostrar y ahora vas a prender
Tu tiene mucho pelos en tu lengua
De tu boca sale mucha mierda
Empanadas de macana somos por la maseta

Body cavity search
Is what I intend to give you
There's no hope
When my fist goes right through you
Don't you feel surprised that I'm not,
Not your dentist
Now your face is numb
Don't you feel a little restless


Disturb;

Disturb in my mind/No one to blame
If you bring up the truth/You'll be a shame
Random acts of violence/Cloud in my brain
I smoke sensi/To remain insane!

INSANE I am with the mortality to kill
Push aside my conscious
Just to see your blood spill
Bring back the time
So I can carve your flesh
Unleashing years of anger
Till theres none left

If I knew now what I've known before
I should have slashed your throat
When you walked through my door
Redemption of pain slithers down my spine
Scars so deep they stand the test of time
Without warning you stabbed me from behind
In the back so you take what was mine
Still pays no dues, suffer no conclusion
Murder in cold blood is my only solution


Wig Splittin';

Muthafuck a sandwich
You get a billy club broadside
Broadside for your momma
Swear that you're harder but you think you're smarter
You think you saw Wonder Woman or Linda Carter
Cause 5-0 is whack AND SO IS YOUR MOM!
Her punk ass crib I blew up with a bomb

Cojer el machete para mochar tu cabesa
Marchalo para poner en la mesa
After I ate all your dome
I puked and shitted and even foam
Tu estas muerto, no puede vivir
El espirito santo te lleva pa ya
I dont know if God can fuck with a snake
In a burlap sack floating in the lake!

WIG SPLITTIN!
Smack that bitch and called her a chicken
WIG SPLITTIN!
The sound you hear is a billy club hittin'


Suckerpunch;

Raise your hand make sure it connects
When I'm pummeling on your face
I have no regrets
Hit me when I'm turning, bitch that's a cop out
Next time I see you
Your teeth are getting knocked out

It's a new year
Being rough is in fashion
Ain't talking shit
Billy club is what you're catching
Your getting knuckled down
Is my only reaction
You got no heart
Suckerpunch and you're dashin'

Dehame decirte una cosa
Dando y dando hasta tu cara se pone sosa
Brincame si tienes bolas grande
Te cahgo encima como te hice antes


Slow With Your Hands;

GET BACK DOWN!

Slow with your hands
Your mama should have named you loose lips
You roll with a clan
Holding the door when God gave out the heart
Disregard your skirt wearing pussy talk
You walk like a bitch
Slow with your hands
That's why you'll always be talking so much shit

Ya basta con la mano de lentura
Alsa los manos si son dura
No te atreves sacar un alma
Con un puño el piso sera to cama

THINK ABOUT IT TWICE,
Cause you're slow with your hands
THINK ABOUT IT TWICE

You fuckin' bitch, we fought and you ran
Punk mothafucker, slow with your hands

Alsa la mano hije puta cabròn Ven a peliar no seas maricon

Mano a mano a puño limpio
Tu ultimo castigo de dejo MUERTO!

SLOW WITH YOUR HANDS x4