Dylan Ross - Victim of a Stang lyrics

[Verse 1: Dylan Ross] Creepin' out the motherf**ing cut like "Whats up, junt? Put the money in the bag and fold it up like a calzone" Eenie meenie minie moe, I'm scopin' busters with my tone b**h, it's 1996, I'm zaggin' harder than a bone Pizza Click is on another level, when I'm in a mystic zone I'm fresh up out the crazy home and lurkin' on that a** Drop it off real fast or you goin' to catch a blast From the k**er in the mask, demons won't leave me alone 'Til I'm grown to this evil sh**, I'm hopin' I get stoned Having visions of me writing underneath the tombstone It's the life of a psychopathic lunatic I'm thinkin' all the voices in my head are now the voices on the phone The blast I'll make you catch is so ridiculous Leave you burning like a Norseman floating on the River Styx I'ma show you who's the boss, I'ma show you who's the b**h I'ma slay you and display you on a f**ing crucifix Homicidal maniac, som' like Johnny, if you will Need to k** and paint the walls with your blood when it spill What's the deal? What's the deal? Jump up if you got some nuts I'ma slice you from your sternum to your motherf**in' bu*t All this anger can't contain, ridin' with that plastic pain Blow your brains up out your skull, now you a victim of a stang