[Hook]
[Verse 1: Tomb]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Nitemare]
I'm like Norman Bates from Psycho I'm very wise
For thinking I'm a joke, you are f**ing with the wrong clown I'm Pennywise
Your lyrics are really stupid and really sad
All my goons approach your house at the same time n***a: Night of the Living Dead
Guns on my hip I ain't taking sh** with that full clip
You gon' die tryna chase that a** like that n***a from the Ghost Ship
I'm really mean with that Shotgun You Know that I'm about to
Make you feel something burning on your head like that scene from the Grudge 2
My n***as put that trench coat on your school like Dylan Klebold and Eric Harris
f**ing with me I'm eating your heart out: I'm the American Werewolf in Paris
Like that scene from Skeleton key I'm torturing n***as
I make this b**h hit her head in the closet: The Conjuring n***as
That gun is for use
That clip is for you
I throw this n***a in a needle pit like that b**h from Saw 2
My n***as pull up some big sh**; sh** you ain't never heard
We shoot this motherf**er tryna run on us like that s**er from Deadbirds
My punches make n***as crazy and delirious
I choke this b**h to d**h like that witch from Insidious
I slap the sh** out of your face and do some sh** that is not cool
Snatch your b**h and f** her in the a** like The Hills Have Eyes 2
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Stalker]
My n***as don't know what's blood my goons never bled
Acting crazy I cut your head off like Return of the living Dead
I make you watch your mother on camera like that b**h from Jessabelle
Bang on your door asking if you miss me I'm that doll from Anabelle
My crews is full of hate; f** you and what you ate
I make you crazy in this room: 1408
This sh** gon' look like the Iran-Contra affair motherf** these Sandinistas
I cut you open while talking sh** I'm that fake doctor from Turistas
So you better bow down
Like I'm the damn highness
Or you gon see a face coming out of darkness like dead silence
I'm like Jason Voorhees
No talking just cutting sh**
You like that dog from the shining
No bark just popping sh**
I put knives on my hand
Like Freddy Krueger
I'm like that zombie from Dead Snow
I got that German luger
My n***as really shoot them things
We ain't never budge
So trying front like you Toshio
And you gon get the Grudge
f**ing with me
All y'all n***as are dead meat
We smack towels on this n***as a**es
Like that f*ggot from Elm street
All my n***as rich
We bout that bling bling
One punch
Will make your face look like you just watched one of them tapes from the ring (Ring?)
Hahahaha