Splatterhouse 2
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Lyrics
Big losers You stepping then bring troopers I'm big boss, Sephiroth meets king Koopa Swinging for the fences putting fists in glass Keep intentions bad, till you rock a crimson mask Sorry for the disruption You can see the kid comin Swinging two by fours like I was Jim Duggan Insane imagery Bringing the pain literally Traumatic brain injuries Keep the same energy You was talking all that mess Till I came through and left the scene Looking like a Rorschach test Yo know the dude a problem But what you don't know is who can solve em Without getting they body wrapped like Tutankhamun Do the knowledge or the plasma spilling Make a bad decision, better grab your chillin Turbo grafx, been a savage I'm a mastiff Big Hurt Use ya cabbage for Batting practice I got hands I got hands Running through these mansions like I stacked Amancio bands No spinach but I face you down like Popeye stands Combo game comes with a high knockout chance Show absurd strength with no performance enhancements Spit flames, like those that engulfed West Mansion I'm candid Catch these hands from compromised positions Like Lia Maria Johnson still drop em with the fisties You will not catch me slipping I put monsters to rest While the exes try to stalk me through texts I'm like "hey Bighead" Ha But I ain't talking for sex Guards up. Cause these ghouls'll try to chomp at your neck Ungh Can't see the Future but I'll create it Mask on mask off, bones'll still be breaking Feel ferocious, been on my Zulu perks But I'll let you pray to Cthulu first Desh'll do you the worst Better lock ya doors at night cause if you leave them open A living nightmare coming through, as I proceed to go in Your whole family's dying, but first I'll need to rope 'em Or cut their limbs off so they can't run while they bleedin' oceans Slash them under the torso and leave their spleens exposed then I'm breaking all of their tracheas as I squeeze and choke them No breathing so all their screaming's hopeless They'll see no hope when look down to them leaking all of their hemoglobin Dismantle mansions, mastered the law of averages, turn cadavers to ashes Check the mask, fashioned to bash savages, do the math, catch the abacus Canons, I loaded grammar in, bask with masochists, ask for smoke, get the candlestick Mandible hazardous, extra calamitous, open the void & gashes manifest Miraculous, apparitions appear, when the Stanza rest, an extravaganza I go bonanza with mantras, gun smoke, my tongue quotes, cause cutthroats, Brushstrokes when the spit form Know your role like a sitcom Hope you see the signs, Jackie Robin, son with the swing away, par kay at heads til they concave Need first aid, split Like pinatas on birthdays Unscripted, off pages, disembodied faces, cold cases, leave no traces Perspective is true, you die hard, catch bodies and crash parties kamikazes with the lethal weapon two In a panoramic View
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:56
- Key
- 2
- Tempo
- 90 BPM