Dope D.O.D. - Redrum lyrics

[Into: Jay Reaper and Skits Vicious] I will strike down with vengeance and furious anger Those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers The sky will turn blacker than terminal cancer My crew brings the ruckus so I'm warning others I'll eye-gouge a f*ggot with the back of a hammer Then he won't see what's coming when the torture`s started I'm faul 'n savage serve heads on platters Leave torsos in dumpsters with the morning garbage [Verse 1: Skits Vicious] Applauding carnage a step closer to finish Total existence global extinction Stay tripping, chain gripping, chase women grave digging The same night i escape form a state prision You're a lame b**h with stage fright To me murder-rap brought daylight isn't a strange sight You must hate life, going against me Cause I take time to take lives of so many mces There are kids on adventure, with playful intentions My urge to wreck em cause facial contractions I drank a blood well flown when your right leg broke Cause I was craving forth that tastes like a lycanthrope Look around there ain`t a throat i can`t choke So after you're gone, folks might have hope That you're the last one but I'm head strong The only thing my bar serves you is redrum [Verse 2: Jay Reaper] I'm not the devil in person but he's standing right next to me The evil as it gets,imma get high on ecstacy Let me be, let me lift my destiny Let me slice a MC if you're hardcore like Sylvester be I'm Rambo, handle any f**ing mammal Their throat gets cut to the sound of my samples The eye of the tiger, higher than Silar, spit bloody saliva Once I make you barrel backfire The new Gods on the Block, my flow is potent Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I'm focused, you notice, you're f**ing with a horrorclique I k** hollow kids if they don't know who Apollo is We're ill, sick, a legion of pricks I'm the shadow in your nightmares, the demon exists And I feed on your blood like a leech on your wrist You're gonna bleed like a b**h but you seem to insist I'm the black Schwarzenegger tear threw n******gs like a harlem sweater I 'ma get the cheddar my dogs, we're barking better The peacemaker, wrap a n***a like a piece of paper Like a pizza baker I put n******gs on my pizza layer Toppings, topics, many wanna top this If you come and test the Reaper I'm gonna put you where 2Pac is So pull the trigger and say Red rum It's DOPE D.O.D. son also known as the s**-gun Redrum (8x) [Dopey Rotten] They will find your body back, it's in the bloody bath Red rum, murder, get the body back (x4)