Dead Wrong (feat. Twisted Insane & C. Ray)

Don't make me take my mask off
 Unless ya
 Ready to catch a fuckin' fast ball
 Cause when I
 Get to choppin', watch your heads gone
 So if ya
 Think you can fuck with me, you're dead wrong
 Dead wrong
 Kids, gather around the campfire and listen up to my stories
 Then one day maybe you grow up to be wicked, sick and gory
 I will tell you the truth, the stuff your parents don't want you to hear
 Here, lend me your ear, and do not have no fear
 Real MONSTERS under your bed
 They waitin' for you to just lay your head
 When you go to sleep, that's when they come out
 With big ass teeth and kill your dad, yikes
 And they all bite, the werewolves and the vampires
 And the big ass oogly-booglies
 And the shits that breathe that damn fire
 Every motherfucker better carry 9 milla
 You can ask anybody who know me, I'm reala'
 Get a nigga really kind of sick, but I'm iller
 They don't wanna end up in a liquor wine cellar
 We're serial known killas
 Motherfuckers that'll have niggas like you go hidin' shit (hidin' shit)
 Hurry up and find this bitch (find this bitch)
 Keep my supersize and shit (shit...)
 And that would be gruesome
 Put the body all up in a freezer, gotta use 'em
 Right next to the bitch that abused 'em
 I call 'em the Gruesome Twosome
 And you should'a heard how they begged for me
 To take off my mask and talk to 'em
 But if I did that then I really gotta fuckin' do 'em (do 'em...)
 Don't make me take this mask off
 And break your fuckin' glass jaw
 Take a puff of grass and
 Go Jurassic, eat your ass raw
 Carcass in the trash
 If you're parkin' to the brass
 Nigga, don't start with any remarks
 I'm sick and the barf is in the bag
 Enough of that barkin', bitch, this isn't a game
 I'm markin' my targets, inflictin' the pain
 Twisted Insane, he told me to kill 'em all
 Roll with the villains who sick in the brain
 Niggas do nothin' but bitch and complain
 So I'mma go dig me a ditch and say "Game!"
 And put you motherfuckers out of your misery
 'bout to make history, Hitler was lame!
 Mass murder on a massive scale
 Laughing as every single casket fill
 It's time I go watchin' the enemies in my vicinity
 Travel the path to hell
 You ain't gonna make it to the panic room, I bet you when I'm
 Done, they gon' put me in a padded room
 For the gruesome scenes
 While I remain elusive from authority's use that screen
 Shit, I scream with your bitch
 Murder your ass in the booth right quick
 Niggas don't want me to move like this
 Until they repairin' that tooth I chipped
 We call a body count taking score
 Add you to it and make it more
 And I'm havin' a blast, if I need a mask
 I cover my face with yours! So...
 Apparently, there were some
 People who thought they could fuck with me
 They must have been puffin' tree
 And thought they were in protective custody
 You really must suck to be
 Them because I came up and I ruptured three
 Organs that they consider to be vital
 I'm homicidal with my cutlery
 Have you had enough of me
 And all of my mischevious ways?
 I'm gifted and praised
 Burn you up in a ridiculous blaze
 Take your Face/Off like Nicolas Cage
 We are livin' in the wickedest days
 I'm out of my mind, I'm sick and I'm crazed
 Sometimes I shoot bullets in every direction
 Just so I can see how the shit richochets
 And you could'a lucked out, but you chose the fuck route
 See, cats like you are nothin' but an infection
 It's time to be squeezin' the puss out
 Got enough clout, you get stuffed out
 And put in the soil soon
 With my supervillainy, I got enough artillery
 I could destroy the Moon
 And I'mma deploy it soon
 Killin' your colony, all of these boys are doomed
 I do not fight fair, I'm a nightmare
 Like Freddy's boiler room
 So do not approach me with a hard head
 Cause I know that your ass soft
 Killin' comes easy, I know you
 Don't wanna see me take my mask off