Lyrics
e-dub, dego.
steppin to this mass/ and you gonna catch a blast. (x2)
lookin into this mask/ and hear my weapons blast. (x2)
1st verse(e-dub)
silent night, deadly night, thats when i be stalkin,
like a hit man,got my mask, then i grab the dynamite,
filled with fright, you be shakin,
waitin for this to be over,
but you know that im a show ya
a tortured up soilder on doja,
i suppose the bloody rose be thrown on the body, who knows?
the bloody clothes, all burned and buried in cemetry,
only the siccest indivuals, meet the residuals,
like canniblism and mysticism, or voodoo killin is it?
my main passion, unless its slashin,
choppin and slicing, and mincin and dicen my meat just like Tyson.
i just like the knives and thrillin, takin all the lifes,
especially the ladies,
still be possessin hinney.
some say that i am sly and grimy,
dirty evil fuckin swine,
and killer sinner, take whats mine,
have you left with nothing life when i
steppin to this mass/ and you gonna catch a blast. (x2)
lookin into this mask/ and hear my weapons blast. (x2)
2nd verse (Dego Locc)
hear my weapons blast,
then imma blow off your ass,
look into the eyes of the mask,
stare is cold, its hard like glass,
im not gonna ask / twice
b4 i end your life,
though the struggle and the strife,
produce the butterfly knife,
then enter grimm reaper,
so anxious to meet ya,
been decieved by a preacher,
you think that im tryin to reach ya,
sink in teeth, and i eat cha,
get in the pink, she'll believe a...
so very weak, when beneath ya,
you know, mind tweaked, cant you see the
clogged attery, blocked urethra?
yea your harder than me, neither,
cuz i achieve the reffer,
and i chief the SWEETest leaf up,
your gurl make me skeeta,
until she want me to eat her,
grab my heata, defeat her,
ya know i cheat in
the game of soul snatchin,
makin my rappin happen,
thicker than a divine presence,
when skin stratchin, neck snappin,
your spine, smell the essence, with no hesitance,
imma menace for dead presidents,
i'll snatch your necklace bcuz im wreckless,
wreckless, when im fuckin tossin em up,
the body parts, when i see em,
im choppin, hackin gutz up,
ya know im coughin it up,
the blood skin and the flesh,
yea bitch im untouchable like Elliot Ness, with a vest.
steppin to this mass/ and you gonna catch a blast. (x2)
lookin into this mask/ and hear my weapons blast. (x2)
yea i recognize the beat... nice flow though... dark as hell in concept (literally.) but is respectable... good work