my handle's darth voorhees coming at you real quick
I'm a dark 80s mashup and i'm chopping off your dick
sith motherfuckers we be so frightening
dark jedis do drive-bys with handheld lightning
mrs voorhees reserved you the stabbin cabin at camp crystal lake
she knows what's at stake
got to murder teens with the sexual hepatitis
like x-wings getting greased by tie-fighters
busting through space with my electric machete
chopping off your hand at the top of cloud city
from crystal lake to the imperial senate
I smoke motherfuckers cuz I'm in it to win it
my mass-murder spree is totally galactic
my dick got you going, 'oh he's fantastic! is that plastic?"
nah, just my mask my brains is dark matter use yours
oops! it got splattered
my black hockey mask got me incognito
cummin in your ass like a photon torpedo
no I never died at the end of each sequel, luke sorry about your mom
I fucked her in the prequel
jason x, emphasis on x-rated
little bitch anakin had to get upgraded
to a homicide machine, sperm troopers in my cream
now I'm ten times the mean
is he jason? is he vader?
don't matter cuz I'm an indestructible hater
finally my dick explodes like the death star
squarely in the face of that motherfucker jar-jar
my posse forms of storm troopers come to spread your shit
as I put my lightsaber up your pooper and out your dick
On their first original full-length since 2012, Brownout, known for their covers, reconfirm their singular Latin funk sound. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 9, 2020