hoe]
yes, mutha fuckas
yet you have entered the psycho ward
where the X-raided lays his head, niggas
so let that nigga tell his story.... beotch
fuck the police
[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 "chi chi chi.. 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 fuck if it's sunday the fifteenth
any day is good for me to go and kill a ho
so fuck 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 fucker 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 fuckin' 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
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