Pass The Axe - Lyrics - Dark Lotus

We would like to invite you on a journey A tale of an instrument of death Watch us as we pass the axe. Blaze: I took the axe off the shelf in the tool shed It's telling me I gotta *** bloody the misled My victim approached Cut her head off at the throat She was a *** with AIDS Spreading disease like it was dope Cut the head off her *** Before he started to trash talk Two bodies in my trunk and police on a manhunt I'm on the noose again They chasing me for blocks Seen a homie on the street So I passed the axe to Madrox Madrox: I took the axe What the *** am I supposed to do with that? It's all bloody And it looks like its been in and out of someone's back Grips on the handle, blood dripping down the neck So I grabbed that *** like *laugh* back Who wanna get halfed up by the half with Who got a gang of problems And don't give half a ***, *** You can fall victim to the double headed furry Don't be scared, be worried, man. Chorus: Pass it, something sharp and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. It's raining, the rain is dark and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. ABK: I took the axe back to the shed where I stay Cleaned off the blood and then sharpened up the blade Waited 'til dark and then ran through the hood And chopped up drunk bums like they're blocks of wood I can't see myself stopping and if I do then I'm dead And the only way I'm dying is if I sever my own head Grip on the tip, so my nub won't slip And I'm about to ***' pass it to the hands of 2 Dope *** Shaggy: I took your axe and swang it through like butter When I cut back you better run, duck, and cover. You know your jugular well, it's gone I blacked out last night and realized in the morning Gotta dig another hole in the backyard Run get me a shovel, it ain't that hard And understand that I got a hairpin trigger wrist When I squeeze it off, haha, you get the gist. Chorus: Pass it, something sharp and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. It's raining, the rain is dark and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. Violent J: I took the axe Perhaps I had a relapse I seen a pretty pretty neck And I couldn't relax I cut through it I throw knives with precision But it's noting like the feeling Of committing the incision Flip it over, a radio program I pound his head into a bloody pizza With the hammer Threw it into the sky and let it stick in my back And passed out at Monoxide's front porch like that. Monoxide: I took the axe and lost my *** mind On this cop who pulled up behind me I handcuffed him on the side of the street And started smacking em with it like I was making a beat Oh God! Another cop pulled up So I grabbed the same axe and planted it in his forehead Two more dead, bloody and dismembered Now it's back in the shed and that's all I remember. Chorus: Pass it, something sharp and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. It's raining, the rain is dark and wicked And I'll pass it back Don't worry I'll pass it back. The axe that splits so many backs Its back to the tool shed to relax Peep that So many failed with no tale to tell. And it's only remembered be the stain they left On the axe.