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(Violent J)
I love my Faygo, I love pills, Shaggy,
I love my buddies, my hatchetman but I love my axe
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk,
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk,
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh,
Me and my axe cut biggots spinal cords in half,
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back,
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack,
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him,
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain,
(Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, we right planets wrongs,
Me and my axe leave biggots deads on richies lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry,
Me and my axe will leave a bivot for your eye,
(Violent J)
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch,
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump,
Me and my axe will leave you hopping on a stump
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
(Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
Look into the deadest tree, tell me baby what you see,
don't't you hear the branches cry? Asking for the reasons why,
If they hang so many men, from the branches off of them,
Why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way,
Look into the moons beam, can you fathom what its seen?
Bodies draging from a truck, driven by a biggot fuck,
Why you think that heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard sky
Ain't no covering tracks, and that's why I'm here, and oh yes..
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head,
Me and my axe will make your white pony's red,
My axe is my buddy, you let that ditzy wave
Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave
(Violent J)
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch,
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees
Me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Sw-ii-ing , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swiiiiii-ing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swi-ii-ing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop
I love my Faygo, I love pills, Shaggy,
I love my buddies, my hatchetman but I love my axe
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, I bring him when I walk,
Me and my axe will leave your head outlined in chalk,
My axe is my buddy, he always makes me laugh,
Me and my axe cut biggots spinal cords in half,
My axe is my buddy, and when I wind him back,
Me and my axe will give your forehead a buttcrack,
My axe is my buddy, I never leave without him,
Me and my axe will leave your neck a bloody fountain,
(Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, we right planets wrongs,
Me and my axe leave biggots deads on richies lawns
My axe is my buddy, he never make me cry,
Me and my axe will leave a bivot for your eye,
(Violent J)
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch,
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, don't take him for a chump,
Me and my axe will leave you hopping on a stump
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
(Violent J, and Shaggy 2 Dope)
Look into the deadest tree, tell me baby what you see,
don't't you hear the branches cry? Asking for the reasons why,
If they hang so many men, from the branches off of them,
Why did humans make them play, with them in their evil way,
Look into the moons beam, can you fathom what its seen?
Bodies draging from a truck, driven by a biggot fuck,
Why you think that heavens cry, acid rain and blizzard sky
Ain't no covering tracks, and that's why I'm here, and oh yes..
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, he'll thump into your head,
Me and my axe will make your white pony's red,
My axe is my buddy, you let that ditzy wave
Me and my axe will fuck your mother on your grave
(Violent J)
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch,
Ouch, Ouch, Ouch, Ouch
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol, Tylenol
(Violent J)
My axe is my buddy, we both cry with the trees
Me and my axe will bring the devil to his knees
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing swing swing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Sw-ii-ing , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swiiiiii-ing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swi-ii-ing, chop chop chop,
Everybody, everybody, everybody run,
Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop, (everybody dies)
Swing-a-ling ling , chop chop chop
Lyrics submitted by nikuku, edited by SurfingHobo, DarkSidePoet
My Axe Lyrics as written by Mike E. Clark Joseph Bruce
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
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lol i dont care what this means i love it my friend was to afraid i think to sing Everybody, everybody, everybody run, Murdering, murdering, murdering fun, (everybody dies) Swing swing swing, chop chop chop, (everybody dies) Swing swing swing, chop chop chop part by the police officer at our school so i did by myself almost standing righ tnext to him and i thought he was gonna beat my ass and shoot me :) i gotta do it again sometime