SMOKE MACHINE lyrics

[Intro]
Smoke
Uh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh
Grave Man, go, go
Hauntaholics, you bast*rds
(Anvil) Got Anvil on this one, he gon' hit you like a anvil, yuh
(Girl, I'm a smoke machine)
Go, go
Go, go

[Chorus]
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, baby, I'm a smoke machine
Smoke, smoke, do you want smoke with me?
Smoke, smoke, baby, I'm a smoke machine
f*ck my lungs, b*tch, I'm smoking out the f*cking grave
f*ck the world, b*tch, you know I don't mind the pain
Sparkin' up a cig, smoking on your f*cking dreams
I'm a skeleton riding out through the flames

[Bridge]
Spark, spark, smoke, smoke
Ain't smokin' on reefer, boy, I'm smoking on that f*cking cancer
You better run, boy
'Cause if we catch you, boy, I'ma spark your ass in this f*cking cancer
[Verse]
See, I'm a lean, mean, motherf*cking smokin' machine
When we pull up to your town, we don't need no smoke machine
Smoking so much like Silent Hill, I can't even see
Light my cig with a molotov, blow ya' ass to smithereens
Uh, sparkin' my Zippo, I don't give no f*ck now
Molotov to my Rocks, you better bury me in smoke now
Jerry can, my right hand man, I send you up to god now
Watch your spirit float away in my cancer smoke now
Uh, I ain't change, b*tch, it's you who's changed
I'm still posted up, smokin' out the grave with my Haunted team
Huffin', puffin', smokin' and coughin', coughin' in my coffin
Finished another carton, smokin' out the graveyard, smoked a mountain
Uh, baby, you know I'm a smoke machine
I don't like cops, commies or hippies, y'all can't smoke with me
You want smoke, then it's R.I.P.​
My Haunted boys with me, death with me, if you want smoke with me

[Chorus]
Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke
Smoke, smoke, baby, I'm a smoke machine
Smoke, smoke, do you want smoke with me?
Smoke, smoke, baby, I'm a smoke machine
f*ck my lungs, b*tch, I'm smoking out the f*cking grave
f*ck the world, b*tch, you know I don't mind the pain
Sparkin' up a cig, smoking on your f*cking dreams
I'm a skeleton riding out through the flames
[Outro]
Yeah, I'm a skeleton riding out through the flames
Bloody Angel, yeah, yeah
Go, go
Hauntaholics, real Haunted Mound