[killa hoe]
Yes, mutha f**kas
Yet you have entered the psycho ward
Where the x-raided lays his head, niggas
So let that nigga tell his story.... beotch
[x-raided]
I be stalkin' like jason, nigga i ain't sayin'
shit
Mask on wit' a machedi in my right mit
Ain't gon' be no 'cha cha cha.. cha cha
cha'
'cause all you gon' be hearin' is
'ratta-tat' and 'pop pop'
And it ain't gotta be no friday the thirteenth
I don't give a f**k if it's sunday the fifteenth
Any day is good for me to go and kill a ho
So f**k the money, mo murder mo murder mo
And it's a nightmare on yo' mama's street
But freddy's bitch-ass is dead, so now you got ta deal
wit' me
And ain't no need to make no part two, three or fo'
'cause i'm gon' kill 'em all in that first
episode
Slit 'em open with the straight razor
Killin' 'em quicker than that mother f**ker pinhead on
hellraiser
I'm hellbound so the x-raided loc ain't no joke
When i creep i use that nine-millimeter to split yo' face
wide open
'cause nigga you know i got no brain
Mama said when i was young i didn't play i liked to
gangbang
My psychiatrist told me i was totally insane
I'm packin' a millimeter nine-a nina it's same
daisy
I got that loco-active siccness
Makin' a nigga lunatic
I fit you filthy murderous when i'm blastin' on them
bitches
Killin' 'em up, fillin' 'em up with lead
I'm full of that liquor i'm stickin' my trigga
unloadin' da shit sicc
So psychoactive nigga bangin' the deuce-fo' s t r to
the double e t
Don't tell my nina you seem to be incubate
And i ain't trippin' 'em all that payback shit
you ripped in jail
By then i'll have that nine to make that brain thang hang
out, nigga
You f**kin' with the g'sta
When you runnin' up on the x you better bring your favorite
preacher witchya
'cause you gon' need him to be a witness when i smoke
ya
Look you in yo' eyes and say 'you shoulda been a
loc'sta'
[killa hoe] ((da misses))
Creepin' through the dark with that motha f**kin' mask
on
Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they
blast on
Creepin' through the dark..
(..murderin' motha f**kas)
Aimin' for the heart..
(..slaughterin' motha f**kas)
(x2)
[da misses]
Pick up yo' god damn remote turn on your tv
Ya hit the channel to one eighty-seven faculty
Look in the light you'll see that sista, 'hey
lsg'
Oh with the stogie-ogie-ogie now follow me
And to your death, yeah bitch you shouldn'tna f**ked with a
g
'cause i got that s a c on my muthaf**kin' family,
uzi
Shit it gets crazier, disect your f**kin' heart
And bury your ass in the motha f**kin' park
Pop chop chop goes your head
'cause it's the bloody murdy with the ammo gat that ya
felt
My dear, catch the needle in your eye
Time to get wicked oh yeah time to die
'cause the voices be sayin'
'misses start sprayin'
On these punk-ass niggas talkin' shit and nuts ain't
even hangin''
So slippedy slip slip slip slip slide
Got the f**kin' glock and on your soul i'm 'a
ride
Because it's the motha f**kin' bone
Ready to get gone
And it's da motha f**kin' miss with the mask on
[killa hoe]
Creepin' through the dark with that motha f**kin' mask
on
Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they
blast on
[chopah]
Biatch get your grip 'cause i'm on that mission
I slit first like o.j. so don't let me start
rippin'
Shift up like a wind storm, now hollow ones make your body
warm
But niggas are wanted for the life i have no pitty 'cause i
love harm
So i.. want to bust caps like a g
Hey g pass me the hk afta that nine-millie so them fools come
remember me
'you crazy nigga,' not crazy, i'm psycho
Once i'm bustin' shots at them niggas move out just
like michael
I flip, 'how you flip?'
I'm flippin' it back and forth
I'm havin' one of them bitches movin' they mouth
and playin' poor sport
Oh shit mista nigga where's yo vest i'm 'bouts to
pop ya
How many times do i have to tell you you cannot like f**k with
the chopsta
I rip shit the f**k up, that's the perfect sign to
Slit your throat, and bury your ass where no one can find you
With my mask on, my paths leave no evidence
Black gloves black scarf crept i creep nights so handle shits
You punk-ass bustas
I heard you couldn't trust us
Your set be should be on move sorry 'cause your whole block
is bustas
Vamp like that, black is cool i see no sunshine
Knocka full of aks and a backpack full of tech nines
Biotch!
[killa hoe] (da misses)
Creepin' through the dark with that motha f**kin' mask
on
Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they
blast on
Creepin' through the dark..
(..murderin' motha f**kas)
Aimin' for the heart..
(..slaughterin' motha f**kas)
[lunasicc]
Wait ya see my nina, ya shoulda ducked
Just knowin' a nigga like lunasicc don't be
givin' a fucc
So uh, i lit it up now i'm gettin' up out of that
bitch
Tear my bucket down march with fo' fo's burned up on
the f**kin' ground
I left him dead his bloddy head up on the concrete
There he lay when the ak spray lay there like hamburger meat
I'm gettin' ghost like casper
But i'm not that family nigga i'm that lunasicc
bastard
I'm hazardous to my own health
Just any minute i just might grab that nine millimeter and bust
my own self
So we can take it to the next level
I go to hell and get at the grim reeper yellin' 'f**k
the devil!'
So we can take it to the crossroads, motha f**ka
Even then my nine steadily loaded killin' all you bustas
Fill it up with hollow tips then pop nigga drop me one
Fillin' all you devils up with them hot ones
Kickin' down doors with x, shoot my gat in f**k the
discussion
All i want is the cash, if there ain't none i'm
'a blast
Killin' ya doctor, ya ambulance driva, and ya nurse
You're walkin' to your funeral 'cause x'loc
blew up your hurse
You'z a victim of the lunasicc, hell of quick to blast
Ash to ash dust to dust right up on yo' motha f**kin'
ass
With the quicka, the reepa the nigga
Takin' the gat with a blast straight to the dome
Lunasicc for the nine-five bitch creepin' with my mask
on
[killa hoe] (da misses)
Creepin' through the dark with that motha f**kin' mask
on
Packin' that nine-millimeter niggas be ready to get they
blast on
Creepin' through the dark..
(..murderin' motha f**kas)
Aimin' for the heart..
(..slaughterin' motha f**kas)
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