You think you're immune to violence
Because you're old
I will beat you to pulp
Untill you are cold
You have a big mouth
You move to slow
I had a bad day
And you stand in the way
I don't care about social norms
I'll fucking kill you
Soon you'll be food for the worms
A burden to society
Stand in the way
Mumble to yourself
Always complain
Go ahead say someting
And i'll inflict pain
Go ahead open your wrinkled mouth
You make my day
Mind your fucking business
Granny Beater
Mind your fucking business
Crone Stomper
I'll smash that ugly skull in
It breaks like an egg
My muscular posture
Versus your weak physique
You opened your big mouth
Should've kept it to yourself
I don't give a fuck
Don't care about stigma anymore
I'll slam your body, i love this gore
These brittle bones they break tike twigs
I'll fucking beat you to bloody pulp
They say don't hit females
I do not give a shit
This is my violent outlet
Soon you'll be fucking dead
Mind your business
You useless wrinkled pile of meat
Soon you'll be dead
Keep it to yourself
You wrinkled sack of useless meat
I'll smash that fucking skull in
It breaks like an egg
My muscular posture versus your weak physique
You opened your big mouth
Should've mind your business
I don't give a fuck
I don't care about stigma anymore
I'll slam your body, I love this gore
These brittle bones they break tike twigs
I'll fucking beat you to bloody pulp
I don't care about the standards
You'll be fucking hit to shit
Mind your fucking business
Granny Beater
Mind your fucking business
Crone Stomper
I'll use my bare fists to crack your rips
And keep punching till I make a human soup
The sight of your disgusting body it triggers more rage
Don't want to touch you anymore
I'll use my boots till I've broken every bone
Crone stomper