Stalker - Reality Mentally lyrics

[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