Bud Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Start at my toes
This is where the evil grows
My legs are sharp, might split your skin
And spill the juice that feeds your grinTake to walkin' up my spine
See my love drip down like split wine
And then I'll take your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaI'll put your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaTake the slaughter to the lamb
Take the hung to the ham and back
Take the neck to the crack and pow

How does it feel? Whatever you get you stealI'm bored, rooted to the floor
And what I want you just can't buy anymore
So I'll collect your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaI'll put your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaI want some push to my shove
But your hand is in my glove and I'm mad, bad, ripped raw and bleeding
Swinging like a beef hook on the hips of hell
And the stains on my boots say my life is goin' wellTo snap your skinny neck in two
Would be the least that I could do
So I'll collect your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaI'll put your jewels in my bag
And take 'em home to MamaStop at my bones
For here my evil made its home
This is where the evil grows, eve
This is where the evil grows
This is where the evil grows, aae eve
This is where the evil grows
This is where the evil grows, eve
This is where the evil grows, eve
This is where the evil grows, eve
This is where the evil grows