LYRICS:
harvester comin from round the way
out in the field where i’m standin all day
imma run ur ass over and spit on ur grave
run around thru the town burn it down and walk away
bitch i’ll cut up ur body im the butcher make you pay
i don’t care if im not allowed i don’t parlay
don’t trespass boy don’t fuckin step to me
i’ll slice ya give ya burns in the third degree
walking down the path bodies hangin from the tree
cold foggy night only feel the breeze
see the bushes rustling something’s comin for me
don’t tell nobody bout what you’ve seen
don’t fuck with me i’ll make ya my old yeller, cut ur body up put ya down in my cellar 
stayin up all night bitch i be tweakin
pop sum pills so i stay up all  weekend
don’t talk to me bitch i’m in the corner thinkin
harvester take ur soul now im feinen
walk thru the woods nd u see my blade glisten
whistle in the wind broken sticks you should listen

SALEM RD. (prod. HARVESTER)

HARVESTER 2K25 STILL IN THE FIELDS OF SORROWE🪓🪦🌾🌾🌾

HARVESTER

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