Tizzy - Thriller lyrics

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Tizzy - Thriller lyrics

[Verse 1: Tizzy] This a thriller get your mic jacked End quick like a time lapse, one hit and your mind capped Listen to your sh** like "That sh** ain't no line man" Get hit, pull your spine back, leave you dripping like the ice caps This a thriller with no choreography Your neck bent, collar clean, your next beds water deep Slaughter team, me and Ale boi sure to see who*es in threes, hordes of cheese and all competition will fall to me Said this a thriller better close your eyes Can't stomach it? My gang hunting kids, f*gs plummeting You ga**ed up and sh**? Our bones collide, your raps suffering Against my older rhymes, I'm 16 and you can't f** with this Said this a thriller pay tribute to a cla**ic son f** black on black like my fashion s**s But my tracks stronger, treat this sh** like a marathon Even if I've finished lines and haven't won, I'll be proud if I last longer Said this a thriller, I'll see you in your nightmares And I don't fight fair and if you die there you die here Tizzy, Terror, Talent, Freddy, quick to get the mask and 'chete Hit the deck and grab your betty 'cause once we start then you're motherf**ing done already Thriller [Verse 2: Terror] Mesmerizing (x5) Looking for a pool full of liquor to dive in Escaping reality is how my times spent Psycho-k**er fantasies make me rhyme best I'll tear flesh, dagger to your bare chest, make you Tony Stark Without the arc reactor, call me Captain like Shatner Or call me father like pastors, leave your homies ghost like Casper Friendly warning, I don't give two cents to penny thoughts kid Sneak on your property and your body's getting torn quick Rise through your wooden floor as a shadow and spawn limbs Chop you up, dispose of you, make your arms float like warships Lead the detectives to the scene and play a game with them My talent scope is wide but my aim isn't Pokemon intro sh**, catch me in your window sh** Just glancing, coincidentally it'll be the night you turn phantom Moving 'round might miss your city like a pageant winner But if you don't like me, eat dick like a f*ggots dinner Better be an active sprinter or get hacked and split up Stashed in winter, in my fridge but you won't frost or shiver Cotching Chivas the morning after I spent the night knocking ninjas Chopping limbs up, all your broads get fist f**ed and all your dawgs disfigured n***a *mumbling* This still a f**ing thriller dawg f** your filler bars A k**er come to seal your jaw I ain't never gonna stop until I get a bill or pa** So real I can't see it through my headphones [Outro: Coco] f** Tizzy

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