Body In The Trunk lyrics

[Intro]
(Laughter) "Shotgun!"

[Chorus: Insane Poetry and Sc*m]
When you catch us out on tour
We got a body in the trunk!
When we rollin' through your hood
We got a body in the trunk!
What's that motherf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
We got a body in the trunk
A f*ckin' body in the trunk?

[Verse 1: Insane Poetry, Sc*m, & Sc*m & Insane Poetry]
We some contract killers LSP's Magnum Force
Triple M-F-D masters on how to stash a corpse
Random acts of violence aggressive in every aspect
Body in the trunk 'til we find a place to go stash it
Sc*m grab the matches please
A thick rope, duct tape, a dirty rug and a big can of gasoline (Uhh!)
And we gon' turn 'em into ashes
Put you out your misery bury you with the masses
Make my muthaf*ckin' day!
We gon' burn 'em at the stake boys
Have to suffocate them so they never make noise
We specialize in dumping the body up in the lake boy
What's in his shoes placed on, no escape for
This is what happens to victims right when they least expect it
And because of my actions I left them bleeding naked
Wicked like a dead zombie with the funk
What's that muthaf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
[Chorus: Insane Poetry and Sc*m]
When you catch us out on tour
We got a body in the trunk!
When we rollin' through your hood
We got a body in the trunk!
What's that motherf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
We got a body in the trunk
A f*ckin' body in the trunk?
When you catch us out on tour
We got a body in the trunk!
When we rollin' through your hood
We got a body in the trunk!
What's that motherf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
We got a body in the trunk
A f*ckin' body in the trunk

[Verse 2: Sc*m,Insane Poetry, and Sc*m & Insane Poetry]
It's a snuff tape duct tape covering your b*tch face
Rough rape (Past gay)
Smothering your b*tch case
I'm never gonna be solved because they never find a corpse (Corpse!)
Stuffed inside the trunk to be reused for intercourse necrophilia
The Coors Light I need a cold one!
Triple M-F-D a branded killer an old one
Sold one CD and saw another muthaf*cka!
Turn into a psychopath that doesn't give a c*ck c*ck!
LSP killing spree blood is pouring
Everywhere we perform when we're touring
Body in the trunk to us is like a spare tire
When it starts to reek we simply throw it in the fire!
Like a flyer you hand me while leaving way before our set keep believing
That I won't burn it up like some endo
Then we chuck your CD out the window
[Interlude: Insane Poetry & Sc*m]
'Cause we rolling with a dead body (in our trunk!)
'Cause we rolling with a dead body (in our trunk!)
'Cause we rolling with a dead body (in our trunk!)
'Cause we rolling with a dead body (in our trunk!)

[Chorus: Insane Poetry and Sc*m]
When you catch us out on tour
We got a body in the trunk!
When we rollin' through your hood
We got a body in the trunk!
What's that motherf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
We got a body in the trunk
A f*ckin' body in the trunk?
When you catch us out on tour
We got a body in the trunk!
When we rollin' through your hood
We got a body in the trunk!
What's that motherf*ckin' smell?
That's a body in the trunk!
We got a body in the trunk
A f*ckin' body in the trunk?