I Am the Reaper

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"I Am the Reaper"
Moistboyz III cover.jpg
Song by Moistboyz
from the album Moistboyz III
ReleasedSeptember 3, 2002
Length2:15
LabelIpecac Recordings
Title I Am the Reaper
Artist Moistboyz
Appears on Moistboyz III

Lyrics[edit | edit source]


Your heads is in the water and your feet are in a jam

You fucked my wife and your is life in my fuckin' hands

Gonna turn you blue, pull you up to get some air

Take you to my barn, got lots of things in there

Turnin' on the table saw and clampin' down your balls

You're puking and a screamin' but that isn't all


I am the reaper, the host of the games

The maggot, the scumbag, the master of pain

I am the reaper, the host of the games

The hammer, the shitball, the preacher of shame


The fryer's up on high over there in the kitchen

If I chopped you up and dropped you in you'd probably taste like chicken

My dog is really friendly when he chases the stick

But sometimes he's prone to chewin' on some dick


I am the reaper, the host of the games

The maggot, the scumbag, the master of pain

I am the reaper, the host of the games

The hammer, the shitball, the preacher of shame

Song Themes[edit | edit source]

Men are very nasty when their wives cheat on them. We tend to want justice immediately, and if pushed in the right direction, murder is eminent. This is not strange, or odd, it is natural. Women will never understand this nature. No matter how tough a woman's scorn, a man's power tools will hurt much worse, and create more headlines. So, if there are any men out there sucking on prime, married clitoris, you better be discreet, or Hell will follow you the rest of your days.[1]