FUNNY LITTLE MAN (THUN ANTHEM)


THUN

VERSE 1

You is a focker for this one Needlez!!!

Blackout, lights out, Welcome to my glass house
Duct tape, funhouse, bodies in my backyard
mousetrap, bunker maze, stroll around the bone yard
nuttcase, hideout, taking shits in outhouse
witchcraft, bitch slap, poison in a gift bag
slip out, drift off, drowsy with a gagged cough
hands tied, fortnight, suffer in the twilight
cold nights, hot sweats, skeletons in closets
spider webs, bunk beds, hidden blades in mattress
don’t move, booby-trap, ya laying on a cactus
crunch time, prime time, beating out a lifeline
toast wine, eat swine, Scooby snacks for k9s
Ill mind, ahead of time, Brainwash a devils cry
Hell bound, meltdown, Tantrums in the underground
Kidnapped, catnaps, Money for a knapsack
Suicide, homicide, Fuck that was Hurry Fabz

CHORUS

Who stole ya cats milk, who watched ya dads filth
Who scares crows killing crops in the cornfield

Who makes ya daughter kneel, who makes ya rob and steal
Who spits flems on ya head from a Ferris wheel

Who makes ya mind dwell, who makes ya scream for help
Who calls you up at night makes ya life a living hell

Who rocks the tower bells, who makes ya run and yell
Who fucks with ya brain makes ya wanna kill yourself

THUN

VERSE 2

Shotgun, lockdown, Move around the compound
Uptown, downtown, Snipers in the background
Spellbound, tight frown, Killer sniffing bloodhounds
Eavesdrop, pork-chop, bifi’s in the glove box
padlock, icebox, freeze you with a deadlock
chalk line, outline, traces of a murder crime
co-sign, undermine, drill you like a goldmine
pile drive, car crash, impact causing whiplash
swap meat , underpass, shopping for the body bags
serial box, lifestyle, Barkerville to Killa Cal
bum fights, scum life, roaming the hillside
cockeyed, eyesight, scared stiff peroxide
senile, meanwhile, trophies into exile
sparkplug, hard drugs, dirty needle spot marks
chainsaw, body parts, limbs in snuffbox
counterpart, headlock, the voice of Thun in a wedlock

CHORUS (2X)

Who stole ya cats milk, who watched ya dads filth
Who scares crows killing crops in the cornfield

Who makes ya daughter kneel, who makes ya rob and steal
Who spits flems on ya head from a Ferris wheel

Who makes ya mind dwell, who makes ya scream for help
Who calls you up at night makes ya life a living hell

Who rocks the tower bells, who makes ya run and yell
Who fucks with ya brain makes ya wanna kill yourself