The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
He had no slack in his mack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
No slack in his mack
His axe a hurricane for all the bitches that he slay
He keep that sharp blade so out of life they fade
Their screams for help, they fall on deaf ears
And all the things they felt, gonna end here
We alone here bitch, he really made that switch
On his serial killer shit, that murderous bit
Drag her body through the woods
Bury in a shallow grave he would
Make her body into worm food
And there was nothing she could do
What a tragedy, that he was her enemy
She knew inside, he gon' be the end of me
He still run free and he already been the end of two or three
Man how could this be, but
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
He had no slack in his mack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
No slack in his mack
In the kitchen drinking wine, she bought
This girl had fine wine, he thought
Sittin' by the fireplace, he still has time ,he can wait
'Fore he gotta pack his shit and race
Cause her parents on the way
Rushing outside, drugs make him wired
Jumping in the jeep, get the engine fired
Might as well be a hearse, stash his drugs in her purse
Her mangled body getting worse, torn by barbed wire, he procured
This man can't feel
Other people ain't real
They life he steal
Noone to who they could appeal
A roadside trap
Caught them with the gat
He make that uzi clap, clap
And he thought that's that, and
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
He had no slack in his mack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
The bodies, they stack
No slack in his mack