[Chorus]
Ay
No body was found
Head sawn off
Somewhere under the ground

Patrol cars
They drive around
Fingaprints on the wall
Give the last of his power

[Verse 1]
In my fuckin' basement
I took every limb from her
Than I tasted human meat
And was left alone

Hung a corpse on a hook
Say goodbye to ya soul
No one will indentify her
Even on the spot

I have a lot of tools
I relieve stress by killin' people
One awkward move
N I will pull the fuckin' trigger
Demons created a religion
Now critic damage is the fiction
Bitch

[Verse 2]
Alleys of dark slums
Maniac is wander
I will take u to tha woods
'n' make the blood trail longer

Ain't no muthafuckin' good
Because they don't like it in heaven
Cops arrive at the house
I'm aimin, 47

Weapons in the back
Dead man lying in da trunk
G's are taking him to river
What's left will go to da junt

[Chorus]
No body was found
Head sawn off
Somewhere under the ground

Patrol cars
They drive around
Fingaprints on the wall
Give the last of his power
(x2)