Basement Replacements

By Alias Grim

On Decapitated Faces

Released on April 20, 2014

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[Intro: KGP]

Got these bitches in my basement

I think it's time for replacements

(Hahahaha) They all gon' die

(Hahahaha) They all gon' die

Beat 'em, rape 'em, kill 'em

They all gon' die, they all gon' die

Get your swords up

[Chorus: KGP & KGP & Bloodshot]

Devil heads and Ouija Boards

Bloodstains on every floor

There's so many bodies stacked up

You'd think it was a fuckin' morgue

Must add more living whores

All finna die, chopped up, of course

I like to hear them scream

When I cut 'em up with chainsaws


[Verse 1: KGP]

I'm 'bout that murder in the first, full premeditated (Yeah!)

My chains are bloody from the curse, bitch, decapitated (Uh huh)

They found no body parts dispursed, totally annihilated (Hahahaha)

Full force, they all search for ripped flesh, animals ate it

I am notorious (yeah) for wicked shit and genocide (Genocide!)

The Devil reincarnated (haha), burnin' Bibles and suicides (Suicide)

Brain fried from cocaine, that L.T.D. on acid

They think I'm psycho, bat shit, when my chainsaw blade spin backwards

Yo, I needin' to murder man, need another bitch, bitch

Check down in the basement, I'm man to bury replacements

Uh, untie them all, watch 'em beg as they crawl

First I beat 'em and rape 'em then introduce the chainsaw

[Chorus: KGP & KGP & Bloodshot]

Devil heads and Ouija Boards

Bloodstains on every floor

There's so many bodies stacked up

You'd think it was a fuckin' morgue

Must add more living whores

All finna die, chopped up, of course

I like to hear them scream

When I cut 'em up with chainsaws


[Interlude]

Help! Somebody help!

Somebody please!

Please help! Please, help me!

Help me! No! Don't!

No, I wanna go home

Please, help me go home, please

Help me!

You're crazy! Why are you doing this to me?


[Verse 2: KGP]

I'm on some murder shit with chainsaws and sawed-offs

I rip flesh from the undead, see bone fragments and blood loss

Demented as fuck, yes, obsessed with so much death

Make masks from the faces, I want pieces of dead flesh (Yo!)

These evil intentions have gone off the radar

She prays too her Jesus but God cannot save her (Yo!)

Been missin' for weeks in my basement, been locked up (Yeah!)

The chainsaw is gassed up, her body 'bout to get hacked up (Yo!)

I told her to back up, she fights me but she's too weak (Uh huh)

I cut out her tongue, so no screamin', she cannot speak

The [bladers?] are spinnin', decapitation in progress

Her body lay lifeless, time to strip away her dead flesh

[Chorus: KGP & KGP & Bloodshot]

Devil heads and Ouija Boards

Bloodstains on every floor

There's so many bodies stacked up

You'd think it was a fuckin' morgue

Must add more living whores

All finna die, chopped up, of course

I like to hear them scream

When I cut 'em up with chainsaws


[Verse 3: Bloodshot]

The stairs are creakin' as I start my way down to the basement

My hands are steady, holdin' scalpals, shavin' off their faces

It's been a year or so since I've replaced my victim

So it's time to kill 'em, I'll replace 'em with a virgin Christian

The hands are twitchin' as I start to make the first cut

I slice the pupils so they vision is all blurred up

I'll pull some Hostel shit and marinate the meat

The steak knifes rip through they flesh, cannibals got to eat

Then it's on to the huntin', who shall fall captive?

Shove 'em in the cage as the bar falls and latches

This is where you'll stay for many years to come

Fuck dyin' old, you're about to die young

Twenty-one years old, life sucks, I'm doin' a favor

Now get on your knees, praise the crops, call your savior

Basement replacement, call it a success

Tear apart mentality 'til there's no soul left (Ah)

[Chorus: KGP & KGP & Bloodshot]

Devil heads and Ouija Boards

Bloodstains on every floor

There's so many bodies stacked up

You'd think it was a fuckin' morgue

Must add more living whores

All finna die, chopped up, of course

I like to hear them scream

When I cut 'em up with chainsaws

Devil heads and Ouija Boards

Bloodstains on every floor

There's so many bodies stacked up

You'd think it was a fuckin' morgue

Must add more living whores

All finna die, chopped up, of course

I like to hear them scream

When I cut 'em up with chainsaws