The Harvest Lyrics - (amb)

[AMB 2x] 

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 im lost 

With nobody around i cant fuck with the cost 

Of the cell phone or tow truck or even the cops 

Nobody gonna find me untill my cold heart stopps 

(I started walkin' and all of a suddent 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 im trying to leave soon 

(And then i seen a blade) 

Hangin' down from the wall theres no explaination for the crazy shit i saw 

Got me trippin' but i reached for the steel anyway 

Thats all i can say because after that day 

They say too many peopole died at that main highway 

I guessed i murdered them all when im possesed by the blade 

So they lockin my up for life and now im gone 

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

[Chorus 2x] 

Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest 

(when the sling blade works in ways thats so sticky to yall 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 shead like it wasnt even true 

Wake up in cold sweat sheets covered in red 

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

Was it true? Did i do all these things in my brain? 

Was the slingblade curse or was i going insane? 

I ran out the front door and just looked all around 

100 headless corprses' laying all over the ground 

[Chorus 2x] 

[Otis] 

Got it in my hands and a feelin' rush though 

Aint nobody know what to do when my slingblade 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 sacrafice to the Gods that i pray to 

And that means that nothing can save you 

Apologive 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 diesect 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 dissend and imma sweep what we sew 

[Chorus till end]