Scum - R-U-S (Respect, Unite, Support) lyrics

Everyone is steady sayin horrorcore is dead Sad cuz wicked sh** is dyin no more hope ahead b**hin' cuz their shows be empty and cds don't sell f** 'em all I keep on grindin 'til I burn in hell Guess the ship is really sinkin rats are tryin to flee Switching styles but no one even wants they sh** for free Set hop I resent, watch these f*ggots run Gorehop represent, let me get my gun Puttin a couple hollow points up in they f**in back Rappers scared to claim our genre, say this sh** is wack No one gives it any credit, saying there's no hope Muthaf**as that were legends got strung out on dope No one wants to drop an album, it won't sell enough Venues will not book our concerts, and that sh** is rough We're still standing, fans still love us, so we stay and fight 'Til we're dead this sh** ain't dying, underground unite! Respect, Unite, Support the underground Until the last of us are dead and buried six feet deep Respect your fans, they ARE the underground The ones who're down to ride or die are those you have to keep Unite the scene, we all are part of it Not Horrorcore and wicked sh**, it's all the f**in same Support the ones who put their heart in it Cuz only they are finna grow will come up in this game Hoppin round the f**in stage at my every show Those who've seen me tear the sh** up know that it is so When i'm touring, blood be pouring on the moshpit floors Fans are lining up to see us at the venue doors I've performed for many hundreds and some crowds of ten It don't matter cuz I value every single fan Ban my sh**, i'll book another show Rent me out, your town i'm back fo mo Never stoppin, never quittin, never givin it up b**h don't tell me to retire or i'll f** you up Few more years left inside me and i'm gonna do What I can for our genre 'til i'm f**in through 'Til the fans will not listen to our raps no more Steady spittin, heavy hittin, claiming horrorcore This is gore, i'm f**in pissing on the quitter's graves We ain't stoppin 'til we droppin'like them all night raves Respect, Unite, Support the underground Until the last of us are dead and buried six feet deep Respect your fans, they ARE the underground The ones who're down to ride or die are those you have to keep Unite the scene, we all are part of it Not Horrorcore and wicked sh**, it's all the f**in same Support the ones who put their heart in it Cuz only they are finna grow will come up in this game Genre got too many rappers I don't give a f** Even if they all were rapping I would test my luck Don't be scared of competition, little whiney b**h If you say you wanna get me, I am in your reach Scum the butcher lives in denver and 2338 South Lafayette, you f*ggots bring your f**ing hate Come correct or on the stretcher, you'll be goin home When I bust you with the cordless right upside ya dome Give my life for what i'm doing, not afraid to take One or two, you didn't think so that was your mistake Fake muthaf**as say my cause is hopeless They can eat a f**in dick up, cuz we're spittin dopeness Pop less motherf**ing X and clear your head Or else I will swing my axe and leave ya dead I would die for all my fans that would die for me We will ressurrect this genre you just wait and see Respect, Unite, Support the underground Until the last of us are dead and buried six feet deep Respect your fans, they ARE the underground The ones who're down to ride or die are those you have to keep Unite the scene, we all are part of it Not Horrorcore and wicked sh**, it's all the f**in same Support the ones who put their heart in it Cuz only they are finna grow will come up in this game Respect, Unite, Support the underground Respect, Unite, Support Respect, Unite, Support the underground Respect, Unite, Support Respect, Unite, Support the underground Respect, Unite, Support Respect, Unite, Support the underground Respect, Unite, Support