Lyrics to Rain Of Terror 2
We leavin' 'em stiff, manakin
Skits is a Sith, Anakin
Stashing the corpse in the back of a Porsche
With the tip of a sword in her abdomen
Basking the torch, rap with the force
Back on the horse, cashing in
Y'all chitter and chatter but fact of the matter
The tip of my dick gon' slap your chin
Violence to the violins, simple Simons
Little lambs I have to silence
Got a lab for Nazi science on the lost abandoned island
I keep dolls and midget hybrids
Slash sort of siamese, that's sort of stuck right by the knees
Grab her face like Jason
Squeeze your cheeks and break your teeth
Crush your skull it's like a raisin
Safe to say the way it leaks
I say it speaks just for itself
How I keep trophies on my shelf
Your crew is toast like tuna melt
When I approach by using stealth
Say what you will, I'mma say what I feel
And I got their attention
Stay in the cave, now I'm raiding the grave
For my latest invention
Storm on the horizon better warn whose on the rise
Cause when it comes to picking sides
They say it's dark versus the light then, aight then
It's still rain of terror
When we come together
Rise my motherfucking fist
Blaze that motherfucking spliff
Praise that motherfucking gift
That I got from the Sith
See my niggas don't ever get played
Got blades for your motherfucking face
And we cut, straight, straight to the chase
When I cut, cut brains like Kane
And them niggas wanna test with that swaggy style
Don't even know what I'm all about
Well I'm all about, yeah, I burst out
My homie it'll be a motherfucking slaughterhouse
You niggas get slaughtered now
This shit ain't watered down
This is Dope D.O.D. till I die
Then I'mma go hunt you clowns
I'm on some crazy shit
Darth Vader shit, light saber shit
Now give me 80 chicks I need to spray my jizz
I need to fucking celebrate like I made it big
My mind gone and I'm lost
Feel the dark side of the force
Always down for the motherfucking cause
I break it down for the motherfucking ?morgue?
It's the rain of terror
When we come together
Skits is a Sith, Anakin
Stashing the corpse in the back of a Porsche
With the tip of a sword in her abdomen
Basking the torch, rap with the force
Back on the horse, cashing in
Y'all chitter and chatter but fact of the matter
The tip of my dick gon' slap your chin
Violence to the violins, simple Simons
Little lambs I have to silence
Got a lab for Nazi science on the lost abandoned island
I keep dolls and midget hybrids
Slash sort of siamese, that's sort of stuck right by the knees
Grab her face like Jason
Squeeze your cheeks and break your teeth
Crush your skull it's like a raisin
Safe to say the way it leaks
I say it speaks just for itself
How I keep trophies on my shelf
Your crew is toast like tuna melt
When I approach by using stealth
Say what you will, I'mma say what I feel
And I got their attention
Stay in the cave, now I'm raiding the grave
For my latest invention
Storm on the horizon better warn whose on the rise
Cause when it comes to picking sides
They say it's dark versus the light then, aight then
It's still rain of terror
When we come together
Rise my motherfucking fist
Blaze that motherfucking spliff
Praise that motherfucking gift
That I got from the Sith
See my niggas don't ever get played
Got blades for your motherfucking face
And we cut, straight, straight to the chase
When I cut, cut brains like Kane
And them niggas wanna test with that swaggy style
Don't even know what I'm all about
Well I'm all about, yeah, I burst out
My homie it'll be a motherfucking slaughterhouse
You niggas get slaughtered now
This shit ain't watered down
This is Dope D.O.D. till I die
Then I'mma go hunt you clowns
I'm on some crazy shit
Darth Vader shit, light saber shit
Now give me 80 chicks I need to spray my jizz
I need to fucking celebrate like I made it big
My mind gone and I'm lost
Feel the dark side of the force
Always down for the motherfucking cause
I break it down for the motherfucking ?morgue?
It's the rain of terror
When we come together
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