Intoxication, filled with the medications Sedation powder made from hatians Put me in this ****** situation My lungs are cold and feelin like they explodin I'm loaded, wrote it all down I'm givin you this invitation To come and visit me, come into my mind And sit a minute, join the spirits To take the time to unwind and you'll find The DNA ain't fallin far from the tree Come from a long line of the murderous kind So don't be ****** with me You wanna check the history Just pull the newspaper clippin's And find the trailer where it happened I bet the blood is still drippin And I'm sippin on Kerosene, and it's just to make me enabled To let the world know that my family is more than unstable And I might be the black sheep for the secrets that I'm tellin More than half my bloodline is layin dead on a felon And I ain't sellin no lies, my last name is a curse I'm hopin that I survive yeah, just to finish this verse I see the hearse Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree From way back, I remember my father's expression When the telephone ring at 3am you didn't have to stop and question Cause we knew that dark cloud was hangin just like a noose The only thing on our mind was death and who did he choose The time my cousin ate a bullet and my other cousin followed When they sister heard the news, that's when the Drano got swallowed Seen my first closed-casket just before I could talk And I almost met the same fate just before I could walk I lost my aunt to a pistol with her husband on the other end Nine years old and already noticed a trend So many friends dead and buried Many coffins been carried On a first name basis with too many cemeteries And I'm weary of my fate, scared for the ??kids, and me?? Cursed like the Von Erichs, somethin like the ?? Kennedy's?? Say a prayer for me, if you're down on a knee And pray to God you ain't branches on my dyin family tree Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree
Intoxication, filled with the medications Sedation powder made from hatians Put me in this ****** situation My lungs are cold and feelin like they explodin I'm loaded, wrote it all down I'm givin you this invitation To come and visit me, come into my mind And sit a minute, join the spirits To take the time to unwind and you'll find The DNA ain't fallin far from the tree Come from a long line of the murderous kind So don't be ****** with me You wanna check the history Just pull the newspaper clippin's And find the trailer where it happened I bet the blood is still drippin And I'm sippin on Kerosene, and it's just to make me enabled To let the world know that my family is more than unstable And I might be the black sheep for the secrets that I'm tellin More than half my bloodline is layin dead on a felon And I ain't sellin no lies, my last name is a curse I'm hopin that I survive yeah, just to finish this verse I see the hearse Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree From way back, I remember my father's expression When the telephone ring at 3am you didn't have to stop and question Cause we knew that dark cloud was hangin just like a noose The only thing on our mind was death and who did he choose The time my cousin ate a bullet and my other cousin followed When they sister heard the news, that's when the Drano got swallowed Seen my first closed-casket just before I could talk And I almost met the same fate just before I could walk I lost my aunt to a pistol with her husband on the other end Nine years old and already noticed a trend So many friends dead and buried Many coffins been carried On a first name basis with too many cemeteries And I'm weary of my fate, scared for the ??kids, and me?? Cursed like the Von Erichs, somethin like the ?? Kennedy's?? Say a prayer for me, if you're down on a knee And pray to God you ain't branches on my dyin family tree Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Chop, chop, chop it down When a dead tree fall, does it make a sound Kerosene, go get the matches Light this thing and burn the branches End the pain and suffering Burn it up and kill my family tree
