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Apache Wildnative - The Corpse of My Father Lyrics



Apache Wildnative - The Corpse of My Father Lyrics




Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But i'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Back when I was a used n abused child
Was gonna slit your throat give you another smile
You f*cked me all up dad so your murders worth while
Mutilated your corpse on the bathroom tiles
Never Clowing Wicked but a Wicked Clown
I'm drilling holes in your neck hang you upside down
Let gravity turn ya f*cking frown around
Don't nobody love you so you won't be found
Every day I pray you get slain by a bus
Or decapitated by an axe of rust
All because of the way you f*cking broke my trust
I f*cking hate you dad for what you did to us
I'd twist the knife till the cut blows on my hand
Then i'd rip the mother f*cker out n stab you again
Staring into your eyes to watch your lies end
Then impale your eardrum with a metal pen

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Succinylcholine can't be traced
Fill up a syringe n inject your face
And then watch your body flop all over the place
Like a chicken when it's mother f*cking heads misplaced
Dad I really hope your death it hurts alot
And you grab your chest as you feel your heart stop
Don't deserve one mother f*cking thing you got
U f*cking racist rapist who thinks he hot
Get hit by a train like Nozzle did
Yeah these are all the thoughts that I had as a kid
Since then I been living my own prison bid
I just to see you hanging like William Kidd
All you mother f*ckers wanna come around and talk your shit
But not a single one of you will understand it
Why I planned it like bandit
Outlandish you gotta hand it
To the man with the antics

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Cut off your eyelids so you have to view
All the mother f*cking horrible thing that ima do
Thinking to yourself "this can't be true"
Don't pretend you didn't know I was after you
I will see to it bitch that you never have peace
So what part of ya body do you want me to hurt least
Fore the breath slips out and you become deceased
And f*cking chop up your kidneys and prepare this feast
Didnt know i'd turn out to be such a sick f*ck
I once thought about blowing up your fire truck
With you in it of course cuz you made me nuts
Yea your a trophy kill dad like a 30 point buck
One at a time ripping off your nails
Straight cut off your finger tips if all else fails
You can't stop this train going off the rails
So f*ck you mother f*cker round 2's in hell

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
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Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But i'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Back when I was a used n abused child
Was gonna slit your throat give you another smile
You f*cked me all up dad so your murders worth while
Mutilated your corpse on the bathroom tiles
Never Clowing Wicked but a Wicked Clown
I'm drilling holes in your neck hang you upside down
Let gravity turn ya f*cking frown around
Don't nobody love you so you won't be found
Every day I pray you get slain by a bus
Or decapitated by an axe of rust
All because of the way you f*cking broke my trust
I f*cking hate you dad for what you did to us
I'd twist the knife till the cut blows on my hand
Then i'd rip the mother f*cker out n stab you again
Staring into your eyes to watch your lies end
Then impale your eardrum with a metal pen

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Succinylcholine can't be traced
Fill up a syringe n inject your face
And then watch your body flop all over the place
Like a chicken when it's mother f*cking heads misplaced
Dad I really hope your death it hurts alot
And you grab your chest as you feel your heart stop
Don't deserve one mother f*cking thing you got
U f*cking racist rapist who thinks he hot
Get hit by a train like Nozzle did
Yeah these are all the thoughts that I had as a kid
Since then I been living my own prison bid
I just to see you hanging like William Kidd
All you mother f*ckers wanna come around and talk your shit
But not a single one of you will understand it
Why I planned it like bandit
Outlandish you gotta hand it
To the man with the antics

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered

Cut off your eyelids so you have to view
All the mother f*cking horrible thing that ima do
Thinking to yourself "this can't be true"
Don't pretend you didn't know I was after you
I will see to it bitch that you never have peace
So what part of ya body do you want me to hurt least
Fore the breath slips out and you become deceased
And f*cking chop up your kidneys and prepare this feast
Didnt know i'd turn out to be such a sick f*ck
I once thought about blowing up your fire truck
With you in it of course cuz you made me nuts
Yea your a trophy kill dad like a 30 point buck
One at a time ripping off your nails
Straight cut off your finger tips if all else fails
You can't stop this train going off the rails
So f*ck you mother f*cker round 2's in hell

Lately I been thinking bout The Corpse Of My Father
My father
My father
My father
My father

I should have killed you when I had the chance back when I was a toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler
A toddler

I need to get you out my head now cuz I don't want to be bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered
Bothered

But I'd sit up a little taller if I had my father slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
Slaughtered
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Writer: David Marshall
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