Oh, the zombies in the street
Yeah, they're lookin' for a feast
Screaming, "Man down, ya
That's another one deceased"
And they're plotting and scheming
And committing treason
Like it's hunting season
You better believe there
Ain't no rest for the wicked
New blood, better go get vicious
You better, you better sharpen up your
Knives
If you wanna make it through the
Night
You better remember that you
Can never trust nobody
Take the gloves off, things get ugly
Knives
Sharpen your knives (uh, okay like)
Knife to a gunfight
Shit is gettin' sticky
Kill you with a smile, now you bleedin' out your feelings
It get wicked, wicked, wicked when I'm comin' to your city
Leave you H-A-U-N-T-E-D
Rest in peace, bitch
Moon shaped blade in the cut
Black cat whip for the luck
Hellhound, hellhound, all my dogs really out for your blood
Gun blade bitch, I'm versatile
I love knives, it's personal
Put a motherfucker in a grave right quick
Like get some sleep, you work tomorrow bitch
Ain't no rest for the wicked
New blood, better go get vicious
You better, you better sharpen up your
Knives
If you wanna make it through the
Night
You better remember that you
Can never trust nobody
Take the gloves off, things get ugly
Knives
Sharpen your knives
Ain't no rest for the wicked
New blood, better go get vicious
Bleed with be, rock with me
Cutter gonna talk for me
No heroes, no villains
No sympathy, just venom
Moon shaped blade
Send them to the grave
Ain't no rest for the wicked
New blood, better go get vicious
Bleed with be, rock with me
Cutter gon' talk for me
No heroes, no villains
Just do it for the thrill, and
Sharpen up your
Knives
If you wanna make it through the
Night
You better remember that you
Can never trust nobody
Take the gloves off, things get ugly
Knives
Sharpen your knives
