The Harvest - Boondox

Its the time for the harvest

Time of the harvest

Its the time of the harvest

Your time

(Bonez Dubb)

My ride broke down on a mountain of dust i’m lost

With nobody around i can’t fuck with the cost

Of the cell phone or tow truck or even the cops

Nobody gonna find me until my cold heart stops

(I started walkin' and all of a sudden the sky became rain)

Seen a house on the way looked fuckin' insane

With no windows or locks so i stepped inside the room

Anything can really happen so i’m trying to leave soon

(And then i seen a blade)

Hangin' down from the wall there’s no explanation for the crazy shit i saw

Got me trippin' but i reached for the steel anyway

That’s all i can say because after that day

They say too many people died at that main highway

I guessed i murdered them all when i’m possessed by the blade

So they lockin' my up for life and now i’m gone

And the only thing on my mind is what i did wrong

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest

(when the sling blade works in ways that’s so sticky to y’all to die die die

die die die die)

Its the time of the harvest Your time

(In the chemical chills the blood spills and drippin' we all die die die die

die die die)

(Boondox)

When i feel i got the urge to kill

As if for real i draw a blank and then i reachin' for steel

The sharpest razor blades that made my first rate

Hands of full believers full of murder and hate

Used by many souls, many years on the crops

Slicin' through dicing thought wheat and corn spots

But when i grab it something happens that hears all of my confessions

Takin' control of my emotions like a demon possession

No remorse in my heart for the things it made me do

All the blood that was shed like it wasn’t even true

Wake up in cold sweat sheets covered in red

Then the flashbacks hit me of all the bodies that we bled

Was it true?

Did i do all these things in my brain?

Was the sling blade curse or was i going insane?

I ran out the front door and just looked all around

100 headless corpses' laying all over the ground

(Otis)

Got it in my hands and a feelin' rush though

Ain’t nobody know what to do when my sling blade fucks you

Cuts through with a 1,2

I drop poison on my airplane when i crop dust you

See i gotta put food on the table

And give sacrifice to the Gods that i pray to

And that means that nothing can save you

Apologize to Mother Earth for what the humans bring you

I raise through the fields and chase you

With fast pace your back breaks

When the sight takes you

Then i drag you back by the hair to my shack

Button up my coat and dissect your throat

I cut out the flesh the pieces are so big

I put 'em through a shredder then i feed them to my pig

And i know the job move a little slow

But the heart is dissened and imma sweep what we sew

(Chorus till end)