Disposal of the Baggy - Cannabis Corpse

A fake bag of grassis what you’ve gone and sold «Legal Herbs» mixed with

under-couch discovered mold

Mail-order crap, we could tell it right away

But the mold has made us murderous and now you’ll have to…

Pay for it, bet on that

Scream for it, eat my shit

Our cash as well as your stash

After the beating we rip you limb from limb

Limb from limb, seed and stem, shitty friend weed

I’m sure you’ve made worse mistakes in your life

Try and tell that to this rusty axe and butcher’s knife

Come to your house and strap you into bed

Hideous torture, you’ll be begging for your death

Squirm in disgust, scream if you must

Hope for you is lost, and all at what cost?

Cut out the tongue, spiked bat is swung

Groin has been smashed, mouth and cheeks have been slashed

Rip the jaws, pack fake pot into the mouth, then light it up

Hold him down, smoke it now, getting stoned?

I think so

Smoke the weed out of the living head

Brain resin shall leave you undead

Torturous justice served and coughing heard by disposal of the baggy

Destroyed ironically, another shitty dealer gone and off the streets

Torturous justice served, revenge is earned by disposal of the baggy

Violent maimed, now dead, he took a ¼ pound of that fake shit to the head

Justice served and coughing heard by disposal of the baggy

Destroyed ironically, another shitty dealer gone and off the streets

Torturous justice served, revenge is earned by disposal of the baggy

Violently mained, now dead, he took a ¼ pound of that fake shit to the head