[Intro: Triggerman]

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard



[Verse 1: YUNG $CARECROW]

Popping 'em down with codeine in my cup

Bitch, I'm rollin' the 'rillo and burnin' the ounce

Creep through the ground, I don't hear a sound

Burying bodies all over the town

The satanic killer, the gripper of triggers that haunts all the rivers

The blood is my liquor

"Triple six" marked on my grave

Cynical *59, death we crave

Sharpening the blade so the wrist can be shaved

Enslaved to the minds of the fucking new wave

Creep in the alley, the valley of death

Deep in the city of choppers and TECs

I'm deaf to the screams of the innocent; fuck all the citizens

The fucking militant of the infinite punishment

I need a stimulant; give me the coke, I'm sniffing it

Articulate my ignorance

$carecrow walking 'round without his ligaments



[Hook: Triggerman]

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard



[Verse 2: RUBY DA CHERRY]

Often I find myself staring into space

Bitch, I'm coughing, I might as well air out the place

It is foggy, my enemies taunt me

I am the worst version of myself, no calling for help

Angel of death, please spread your wings

Pacing myself before she takes me away

Blood stains painted on the door frame

Floor made of bones, I'm collecting and I'm storing

All of my sins are burned in my mind

Memory fading, but I still remember the scythe

Body separated from my soul

How it goes when you're always alone

No bitch, no hoe, solo, no phone, no home

Just a grave that I dug with a blanket of bugs

Bitch, I'm naked full of drugs

Fully faded, pull the plug, bitch, I made it with a shrug

I'm aware that I don't give a fuck, hoe