The Boogieman

fee fi motherfucking fo fum i smel da blood of englishman fee fi motherfucking fo fum i smel da blood u can call me the boogieman fee fi motherfucking fo fum i smel da blood a gangstaman and they tink they all look tough so i came kreeping, up in the shadows sun make these punk bitches run. make them start to rexamine their own place in the race as i stick the connon straight up into hes fuckin face but theres a debate going on in their heads about how the fuck could you let this bullshit happen to all of them and youll be left wandering fuckin pondering damn near squandering then when i catch yo gangster punk ass.. fe fi motherfucking fo fum now yo ass is done you done forgot im the boogieman