Erosion - Who's There lyrics

(hook) I know how long you've waited (waited for what) For the day all these games end Tem-tem who's there h (h who) Tem-tem who's there o-p Tem-tem who's there h (h who) Tem-tem who's there o-p A bunch of savages hop'll slice the head off a f*ggot I wake up in the morning and go raid the medicine cabinet Every word i spit is murder on the page of this tablet I spit out a f**ing bullet from this gauge at your fabric I'm not your average joe brain pattern is slow A lot of pain things changed now i'm stacking this dope Exclusive new sh** me and erosion we too sick I crack a hater upside his f**ing heads with a pool stick Murdering me is like ero signing to ruthless For a second time and then pigs flying on broomsticks Michael jackson crawling out of his grave with two kids b**hes squirting st ides liquor out of they two tits f** a metaphor basically n***a you ain't doing it Hand you a mirror before i murk you check out a view in it I'm losing it serial k**er lurking the music biz Without a mask i want you b**hes to know who the f** it is Suffering succotash rims on a hovercraft Romantic psychopath i drown who*es in a bubble bath It's mr benson n***a y'all fall back And lick the crease between my a**hole and ba**sack (hook) Yo locked and loaded Ready to bring da ruckus Thuggish ruggish No other rapper can touch it I'm disgusted f** it Nah i'm in a rush to put the pressure on Let it be known ask yo girlfriend who she s**tin on Better known it's mister knock-knock the panties down You a hand me down hammer down what they invested on Shoulda left it alone shouldn't have left her at home It gets her off of you i'm watchin as she testin it on My marijuana scent all up in yo sh** You ain't sh** you as solid as my spit I gotta couple rappers on my list Better get established before i get to wrapping up careers King rizzy coming to give it to you straight Taking place f** being different I care about being great n***a k** the hate I'm coming just to k** it in yo state f** the world f** you Run in place i penetrate We the sh** (hook) Yeah b**h i didn't wake up in a new bugatti Just in a room of rotten rappers gruesome bodies i'm k**in like i'm illuminati I'm f**in out the blue tsunami nothin you can do to stop me I don't care if you knew karate or do pilates You fools are probably scattered so gather you stupid posse And get me before i move to aussie and they crucify me f** you new versace you can get a cutthroat and deep-throat a dick til it's poking out through your bu*thole Swallow the nut whole this sh** is x-rated Y'all kept playin on devilish ground til you met satan I stomp on you til you chest cave in and neck breaking You better be keepin your mouth shut like your breath stinkin There really isn't anyway i can be less blatant So face it you basically f** my brain is corrupt This little bar i'm raising it up And you can watch me catapult after you finish licking karen's an*s and nuts It's temple of madness