Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha Head hunter, God damn man, I'm gonna getcha (Mastamind) Right now, I bring the dead body funk I'm goin for the dunk, a motherfuckin head hunta I'm takin aim, I got my eyes on the prize Everybody drop low to the ground before I throw ya down Bloods on my hands, somebody got hit Fuckin witcha heads, goin in and out and in again I didn't come to bullshit I come to drop shit Don't ask why, life's a bitch then you'll die I'm all fucked up in the head my minds gone with the wind Real niggaz don't die, don't say goodbye to the bad guy Mastamind and I came to take you under with me Take you on a trip through my underground city When you roam don't alone look behind ya Run don't hide keep runnin cause I'm comin I might find ya, Mastamind's a path finda I gotta plan, I gotcha life in my hands I sing my battle cry when the wicked drums are drummin I'm the head hunta Some old wicked shit caused a madman I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you (CHORUS) I cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you I cut the head (Esham) I think I need some therapy my mind is playing tricks on me I see everything in 3-D, I bust a shot at Mickey D I'm better off dead, and if I'm deader then I'm better than I looked inside his head again, fill him fulla lead again Janie's gotta gun again someone said I done em in If I did, I done em 13 ways so here I come again Murder for my might I might, cut you with a butcher knife Butcher burn you better better burn you up on devil's night Cracka jack killa killa cracka with an ax So take it take it yo, or take it take it slow Better duck when I buck or you're gettin waxed But if I got an ax you gotta go Cause I'm the head hunta (CHORUS) (Mastamind) I'm ready to do away witcha, in a day I'm gonna get'cha Split cha, slit cha Aggrevations of the world came down on me Now I'm starvin for a cracker cause he tried to clown on me Now you're life's in my hands, get down on ya knees I'm back, I'm back to put ya on ya back Bulldozer ya ass over, and lay ya flat its like that I seen ya cracka smile when they hung us from the trees Cause I had flashbacks, don't ask why I got an ax Fightin for the blacks Judgement day is here, time to throw the book at the crook Take it all back, everything ya took I step in ya face about to confront cha I'mma take you under, I'mma head hunter (CHORUS) (Esham) I think I need a shotgun, pop and I got one Devil underground, scattered brains all around Pull the trigga nigga, nigga I'ma grave digger Head hunter wig splitta, slave nigga Freaka catcha, gonna wet'cha with a bullet Soon as I cock the hammer back, the trigger pull it Hole in the back of ya head, so now you're holy In God we trust so I bust with a gun shot Holy shit I gotta empty out the holy clip Head hunta don't stop, head hunta chop chop I wanna blow ya baby's head off so bust a lead off You'll be dead off, instead blood stains red off Chopped off head in a cop car The H-E-A-D H-U-N-T-E-R So far haven't been caught yet Number one suspect fuck around and get ya damn shirt wet You know I'm gonna you know I wanna Ya better get ya head out from in fronta Cause I'm the head hunta (CHORUS Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com