[Verse 1:] The Coat, the Coathanga The Throat, the Throatstrangla Banging the GD, online like 3G I'm comin in 3d with these bullets and no bullsh** In the back of the van, I carry full clips Don't believe me? Watch YouTube, I pull sh** Causing enough blood that you can fill pools with You motherf**ers know the name, I'm insane And I'm still locc'd to the brain And ain't nothing to pour with The Coathanga Strangla, banging 'em up Ain't taming the cub Put your brain in a cup Brotha Lynch Hung, and I see hanging 'em up Wearing 'em out like clothes So n***as don't know it's me, Spidey n***as will s** neck and eat sh**, just to be by me sh**'ll get f**ed up in the an*l Just blame your freezy I see Spitters on a daily basis Put 'em into muddy places Bloody meat is what he tasted I like to fry 'em and Then I'm coming in faces And that's just one of the cases [Chorus:] With the chainsaw Leave your brains raw Somebody just got cut So when I'm in your window with a machette And a pistol best believe it's just to give me a nut [Verse 2:] To rappers I'm like John Wayne Gacey Like I.C.P. with the clown face I be k**ing em up, then I eat bacon What? He's Jason Vorhees with a (wamanese?) s**ing me up, I'm about to get the head cut off Cause I see faces Spitting on n***as, I'm disrespectful I'm a necro - philliac, n***as'll get petro Gas n***as every day Ask n***as "E.B.K" As if a n***a would As if a n***a could I wish a n***a would test me Guess who's my brand new recipe Open your chest like "Open Sesame" Open your chest with these bullets I pull it, then it k**s n***as Putting holes in your tommy hill figure, let the reals get ya Feeding him pills with the bloody mary hot sauce Soon as it pops off, then the clock's off All the cops are spread on the walls Blood in your drawer Eating your all Beating the dog sh** outta b**hes [Chorus:] With the chainsaw Leave your brains raw Somebody just got cut So when I'm in your window with a machette And a pistol best believe it's just to give me a nut