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Back to rip shit
Crush yourself, itâs the lunatic
Strapped with my chrome to they domes
And leave your fuckin' wig split
Competition fear me, they canât get near me
Step into the circle and Iâll take you on a dream through my Elm street
Itâs reality that youâre facin'
The funk will surround you, then youâll start shakin'
Welcome to my concentration camp
Thereâs no need to try to run, âcause Iâve gotcha caged like a rat
I know ya feel the pressure, from your head to your feet, wishing that you could wake up from this deadly sleep
But thereâs no way out as your heart no longer beats
You breathed your last breath⦠heh⦠death, death
Takes ya âround the corner puts somethin' mad on ya
Youâre lost without a clue, bitch, oh, by my voodoo
You wake up with screams, knowing what you saw was no illusion
Youâre going crazy from my mad confusionâ¦
Flippin' about ta flow
And about to bust anotha
Hangin' from a nuse in this
I wonât be talkin' about no upside down crucifix
No relation with any Satan, me, a Don Juan
Never commin' evil like the necronomicon
My word is Bond if you enter
What Iâm into is a psycho-flow-rhythmic-hymn with triple limb
Now ya know
Millimetre, nigga, bring âem all with the wreck game
Rip fools like Singapore with the wet pain
Full, niggas hangin' under (underground)
The level of madness
Step into some real shit and feel this
Why? I have no time for the punk shit
Run it back, run it back
Tihs knup eht rof emit on evah I
And now I gotta hold on that encephalon
Me havin' dreams makin' green like the leprechaunâ¦
(How'dya like the gold buckles on me shoes?)
Keepin' ordinary minded people confused from my mad confuse
- Album:
- The Worst