Street Trill - Dressed Like A Clown lyrics

[Verse 1] If you wanna come and talk to me I'm gonna tell you how you die And I will see all that you've ever seen Bring you to the courtyard, have a prophecy Of me sneaking in your room, soon to be your tomb Take off your pants Then I raise my axe I'll chop off your head, b**h I smoke on some crack, b**h I've never seen a child that I didn't like I wanna dress up like a clown, act like a doll Talk to you in your sleep, then make you f**ing drown I will hide in your room until your parents leave Then f**ing make noises until you come upstairs Thinking nothing of it I will follow close behind you with a knife Slash at your f**ing eyes Until you're f**ing blind Rope up your brothers and make a f**ing movie Of you little kids screaming Then I'll laugh. (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH) Then I'll laugh and cry until you f**ing die I will laugh and cry until you're f**ing five [Verse 2] Does Street Trill ever quit? (HELL NO!) Does Street Trill give a sh**? (Probably f**ing not, b**h) I want a 40 and a blunt, 7000 Gs to be precise And I'm never gonna f**ing be nice Get me sober and I'll f**ing k** myself Get me too high and I'll k** everybody else Until I'm the last man standing Believe me when I say, "I will own this industry, if it's the last thing I do." You know I f**ing f** dudes Am I not interesting enough for MTV News? Does my sh** offend? Do I f**ing scare you? Well, I want some crack and some ketamine Before I get really mean Before I rip off my skin Dead face mask, blood on my dick From screwdriver f**ing some b**h with STDs The sh** that I like, eat p**y with AIDS just for self-sacrifice And that's what Street Trill really likes A 14 year old with nice legs and a dirty dyke, b**h That's it --