C - Lance - Slayer lyrics

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C - Lance - Slayer lyrics

Enter d**h's waiting room, if you dare [Hook: Demrick] We ride where we come from We get high where we come from It's suicide, try to play dumb Go against mine, you could die where we come from [Verse 1: Madchild] Welcome to the Terrordome Silver Surfer, my exterior is mirrored chrome k** planets as I fly through the galaxy And smash every f**boy act that lives a fallacy I'm exploding with vitality Hard to find a capable compatible mentality I found young De, that's my young G Just as fearsome, lethal, equally as hungry When I start snapping on a beat it gives you cold chills White axe face tatted rapper wearing gold grills Moved to the USA cause sh** was k**ing me High toxicity with zero visibility I'm thinking how am I gonna make it I'm too complex Waking up hallucinating, screaming with my palms wet Then I realized they realized that I'm a bomb threat New kid with the experience of Vietnam vets [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Demrick] The way I'm feeling, just know I'm willing to die For what I believe in, blow my smoke up in the sky Living life like this, live for nights like this Drink a 5th, smoke and sip, take a hit, that's my sh** Any bottle on the table, living so unstable She got a body of an angel but that ain't no halo All about the dollar, pound, euro, peso Son a n***a like a cradle, shot's fatal, independent no payroll Arrive like deliverance, this the wack rapper nemesis f** your censorship we k**ing sh** right on the premises And my head up in the clouds, puffing loud, no access You haters ain't allowed to come around, you past tense Tune to the sounds and right now watch the crowd Crowd around, inside a riot, get wild And I came from the abyss with some k** to twist Black and white mix, s** a dick Who the f** you f**in' with b**h [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Madchild] We on some ride or die sh**, a mighty and majestic beast The competition better exit or you'll rest in peace k** shows, all these other cats are extra goofy Use my iPhone to make a p**n after with s**y groupies f** em two at a time until they're screaming A green eyed, ink covered, three legged demon My words are magical, they're dancing, jumping off the pages And every word I blurt's a murderous engagement I'm raging, this is oral choreography We're climbing, steady new sensation, they're tobogganing Fifteen minutes of fame, they fall so fast That's cause we do it for the love before the cold cash I'm not saying we don't want a little extra loot But to our soldiers, we salute, and lyrically we execute These f**boys all chickenheads with ruffled feathers We made it through the roughest weather, skin is tough as leather [Hook x2]