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Fuckin With Dis Click
作詞：Paul Beauregard, Jordan Houston
How can you have faith in a God that cannot even control creation?
How can he lead you to salvation? There is no hope in chaos only
Welcome to the other side of reality and this is your eternity
(Eternity)
The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start huntin'
For these niggas that talk shit, man these hoes will never quit
Until ya leave 'em hangin' from a tree or thrown in a ditch
Which one of you niggas think you really got them guts?
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge backed up by an A-K
'Fore you go to bed at night, you bitches better kneel and pray
'Cause when it's business we takin' care our business
I'm clappin' on any of a witness or any who wanna get in it
Man this shit is real, not them stories you put in your raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind a nigga back
Let me make it simple and plain, run up and you'll get
Your brains-blown to the side of the curb with that plastic
Thang-thang nina glock 19 with the 20 clip
You don't wanna fuck with this, you don't wanna fuck with this
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Man for what any crime I swear I'll die before I do some time, bitch
The Koopsta massive when I murder with the muthafuckin' plastic nine
Corpses that we tortured in the Chevy, voices won't let me rest
Could this be the end yet or a message sent from Satan
(Nigga omens)
They open the gates of horror for them horror lords
We tortured the cases who arrested the faces of Triple Six
That which is sorcerer or you might get caught on a crucifix
(Kill that bitch, chop that bitch)
I'm sick of that burning inside of my cradle
I'm wishin' that He could just come yet, this nina gots no trigger
So I'm clickin' real quick like a serial killa mon', straight from that cell
For real'a, I'll buck you dead my nigga and it's a shame
When I dropped 'em off, the break mane in return I got no thangs
I went in dark room fool, Koop be jackin' for their thang
Every time I see's you slippin', I go into a my Mac-10
(Mac-10)
Victims of my devil's playground come burn with me until the end
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
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Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Totin' the dead body over my shoulder and sure to break out
With my shovel or let evil look forward and I start to dig up
And toss in the body and give up more money as bank of the sore
Three separate bodies hacked up with a ax
And I think a big sack been chewed up by rats
I'm just writing these poems, they bring to renown
'Cause a Triple Six night to rescore, split rists with needles in my fists
And amidst', thy clicks of tricks, no I'm not a Christian
But I'm mentally ill and I don't understand all the reasons
Well, I think it's killin' season and neither does my schizophrenic friends
So therefore nigga due to my mental defocalty
Scarecrow is only entertained by helping enemies bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood, let's go smoke with that chick
With no pity, I bloody cut chop up they shell goes in 20 gauge
Finally thinkin' like I was fright-nit-ting, I'm havin' no thoughts
Of the lives I've done lost when I'm blazin' that stupid gauge fire
'Cause I'm havin' a Halloween slaughter, it turned my gun focal
Just thank Micheal Myers, no mutilation's paralyzations
Got no patience when I'm chasin' down a patient
Tryin' to thwart assassination
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
Therefore all you clicks and you clans and you crews
Fuckin', fuckin' with dis click and we gon' bring it to your ass
I'm on a cross loose up off these, cut me free
(Cut me free)
I'll draw your portrait if you put me down on my feet
(Down on my feet)
My cross turns upside down and finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released up of some sinners
Scarecrow and the Juice, I look to the sky and all I could say
Was, 'Well, finally it's on again', no Lord could stop us now
'Cause the demons reborn again, my praise
The first power found me, so I could never cower
Without a mind fool murder bust and bounce, I'll tell you half
About this Antichrist, look into my eyes tell me what you see
The demonic man about scarecrowism, saints can you feel me?
I try for years and years, sinkin' this one day of depression
Stormy weather and church bells ringin' to the election of a new follower
Follow me into the trees, watch me rob Adam and watch me rape Eve
In this eve-much destruction, most will probably wonder
With DJ Paul, the Triple Six click and Hell take 'em under
Bitch, now never
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