Dope D.O.D. - From The Shadows lyrics

[Hook - Dopey Rotten] Look into the shadows Thats where you'll find us Preparing for the battle Look into the shadows European vandals too much to handle [Verse 1 - Dopey Rotten] Rock full capacity Cause more tragedies Rotten highly flammable flow like gasoline Life's like a vivid dream Goons got the guillotine Still got the k**er team Maztek make ‘em scream Get ya sun screen Tom green noting' funny This is unseen Drop dirty bombs Never come clean f** your 16 Never get cream Only fight you win is on split screen You get me So who's out to get me? Ammo, got plenty Now you all friendly Walked away, tensely Made a wise choice Come test me, bless G Battle to the d**h see Make it end quickly DOD's with me Always move swiftly A ma**acre of MC's k**ed about 60 Look into the shadows Always stays risky Prepare for the battle We always stay shifty [Hook] [Verse 2 - Skits Vicious] Shadow battle double barrel bow and arrow piercing Bone marrow, flesh rock metal makes ya ears ring Vision of a serpent in the desert Solar panel body parts Battery recharges every second Look into the shadows Tell me what you reckon I reckon I be wrecking' sh** Recognise the weapon Eleven fourteen It might happen in a second And when the reaper comes calling' He won't leave a message Illest in the game Yeah we're k**in' em insane Every night we're talkin' Like its Pinky & The Brain I got the taste of blood And I've never been the same Give me all you got I don't care about the fame Look into the shadows Read between the lines Take a subtle(?) seat And see the signals and the signs Tingle in ya spine Yes we linger in ya mind I middle finger f**ed the industry And lived the grind [Hook] [Verse 3 - Jay Reaper] Look into the shadows And see me Look the devil right in the eye You will see me Look up in the sky where I'm high You will see me Comin' with that fire Sire, Believe me Buy my CD I brainwash like TV The ouija You Need Me Like ouija I'm creepy Yet Dreamy You wonder like Stevie I deviate ba*tards! I'm needy and drastic And graphic with rap sh** Creep in the shadows Like honky and sambo I've got enough ammo To blast all them a**holes The motherfunkin manual Like lando Ha, european vandal, too much to handle