[Verse 1: Boondox]
I got 'em in my sight, aimin' right between his eyes
Fiendin' for the sight of blood, squirtin' when the bullets fly
Decapitate a motherfucker with that heavy ammo
Posted up on rooftop, dressed in black latetes and camo
A crazy insane sniper with an appetite
For that crimson tide when arteries are introduced to light
And no, I cannot cope, unless I see it in my scope
You fallen to your knees and that red mist leave your throat

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie]
I'm like a 22 shot to your head at close range
The slug ricochets until it splatters your brains
And no matter where it enters, the exit's never the same
Let six shots go the red mist pourin' like rain
So much are so squeamish, they can't stand the sight of blood
And so they passin' out when they see me in the hood
My wounds still bleed like I'm a stigmatic, red mist
In my trail, some blood still shootin' out my jacket

[Chorus: Boondox, Jamie Madrox, Violent J]
I'm (Blood is like a river on the side of the mountain, a beautiful spectacle)
Excited
I'm excited for the (red mist), the (red mist)
Let me see the (red mist)
[Verse 3: Monoxide]
Sideways, your shit sprays in driveways like soundwaves
Creatin' a buzz with a 12-gauge
On highways, it ain't safe to drive
I keep the window rolled down in case I gotta get live
And I brought Madrox with me, pass me the axe
So I can throw it through his windshield and split his ass in half
A little closer so I can check out the spray
And let his blood tint my window while I'm drivin' away

[Verse 4: Jamie Madrox]
Boo-yah! I'm like a cowboy, six shooter in my hand
Lick shots, reload, and do it again
Red mist, splattered on my forearm and fist
When you're shootin' this close, it's kinda hard to miss
At a distance, I can't see expressions of victims
Red liquid, limpin' with holes in 'em, you spillin' somethin'
Precious red sand on the cement again
'Til Monoxide chop you with the axe and then you finished!

[Chorus: Boondox, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, Violent J]
I'm (There are various patterns to the blood splatter, although none really matter)
Excited
I'm excited for the (red mist), the (red mist)
Let me see the (red mist)
I'm (The afterlife is often without blood mist, only 'cause it dries to a crisp)
Excited
I'm excited for the (red mist), the (red mist)
Let me see the (red mist)
[Verse 5: Boondox]
I keep that hatchet swingin', at your fuckin' chest I'm aimin'
Wanna see your heart explodin' like a fuckin' hand grenade and
I want to see your body drain until your life expires
Spittin' like a volcano, spewin' black ash and fire
With Blaze and Twiztid, bleed these bitches, let me testify
Line 'em up and sort 'em out, who wanna be the next to die?
I'm quick to make you dead, a geyser spraying out your head
Lookin' like Old Faithful, body twitchin' in a pool of red

[Chorus: Boondox, Monoxide, Violent J]
I'm (Warm blood sprays, red mist gently blowin' in the breeze)
Excited
I'm excited for the (red mist), the (red mist)
Let me see the (red mist)

[Bridge: Boondox]
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
The (red mist), let me see the (red mist)
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
Hope you got your hatchet with you
Swing 'em (low), swing 'em (high)
The (red mist), let me see the (red mist)