Axe Murder Boyz (AMB)

Axe Murder Boyz (AMB) - Gods Hand Killers lyrics

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We are all children of God



Here comes another one

He here comes another one

Demons die

D d demons die

I'm a gods Hand killer



Gimme me my list I got this sick vision in my head

I grip a axe in my fist

D demons die

Every time I trip n squeeze the life out of a haters neck

I got anger in my blood all pumpin through my chest

Gimme the weapons and a blessin as my anger manifest

I'm a monster worse than a public official with no conscience outta control you can't stop us

What nope not eva givin a f**k

I call sleepin with a dead bitch bleedin livin it up

Hell naw but I gets raw with wut I mus

WA WAR OF THE WORLD

My axe turn you into dust

Give it up to the west side wicked all day

We get it done

The only begotten sons don't play

I'm a ryda

And if you mutha f**kas lookin to survive

Change your life act right and get canonised



I move smooth with the stealth of a stalker

Death before dishonour like a suicide bomber

I bomb on ya the life force of karma

Be forcin my decision to get wicked and call slaughter

My enemies

The devil ain't no freind to me

My axe burns with the light of my destiny

I'm blessed to see

Blood on the river

Souls I deliver

Bitch I'm a gods hand killer



f**k the way in your brains

Takin my ginsu in your f**kin membrane

Is that for pain

I let it rain on a mutha f**kin bitch

And then I slain

So say my f**kin name in vane BONEZ DUBB

They call me that cause I'm ready for my fate

My wicked memories remind me of the hate

Not that I regulate

I rep the A X E

Slammin the blade up in your head

But I'm on the hunt for police

Gonna take one SHOT

Gonna hit the POT

Gonna f**k the COPS

Gonna watch them DROP

And gonna keep the peace from the Dubb to the east

Rippin' through the streets f**kin' alive but I'm deceased

I can see the demon beast gotta grip a f**kin' piece You weak

Ready to take 'em all and say it's wrong

To slit a muthaf**kin' throat and use the blood in a bong

Somebody realize we gonna die

The ways you spend the after life is what's on my mind

Ready to say f**k you to all the demons

You muthaf**kas know that we got mad reasons

The season of damnation in a cold-blooded heart

Revolution recognizin' steady watchin' from the start

From the paralyzin' souls survivin' I don't be givin' a f**k at all

Bonez Dubb is cutting' throats Pro dope and Anti coke

Y'all know me I keep it real for the rillas

Bustin' off bullets in you sinners, We the God's Hand Killas
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