Rock Money - Trauma lyrics

[Verse 1: Hannible Bear Lector] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from the touch of the .44 blastin' (Party) By the k**ers from the Midwest You can scream all you want but there's no help As I see your destiny ends in the hands of me Black talons ripping through your body The sight of a blood scene, murder is what I fiend For so at the darkest hour, the clock ticks twelve You feel the wrath of my power [Verse 2: Rock Money] What you gonna do when all these n***as collide? I got so many mentalities I'll show you outside (Deadly) Clever k**ing is my forte Cutting off victim's nipples, a murderous foreplay Can't even f** with mine I'm crazier than Dahmer, Charlie Manson combined (One of a kind) Diabolic, symbolic, face the infernal Evil demon and I can make you eternal [Hook: Tech N9ne] Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comma When shooting like the chrome llama Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comm When shooting like the chrome llama [Verse 3: Rock Money] An introduction to my murderous plot I got so many wicked ways And they start on yo block (One) Label you my b**h (Two) I let you know (Three) Execution Drag you out yo door, nobody to witness I call it habit, you call it a verbal sickness Damaging with a quickness Describe the feeling while I rip you apart I get evil when the day but even worse after dark [Verse 4: Hannible Bear Lector] Murda (Murda) k**in', it just don't stop (Homicidal) The 12 gauge left you up and down But another victim called the D-E-A-D Listen to that underground ma**acre terror Seize the streets, feel my heat (Whoo!) The N9ne Amerik**a got me goin' like Donald Goines The cannabis got me deep like the abyss So I sit back relax, warm it up like Chris A bruised the fist of fury when stepping me I 8-1-6 that mothaf**ing a** in Missouri Or should I say the land of misery Where life's f**ed up Disguise like yo shadow when I buck ya (Blah Blah!) [Hook] Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comma When shooting like the chrome llama Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comma When shooting like the chrome llama [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Amuart, amuart Trauma, trauma You's a gonner, gonner Tecca Nina like vaginas, I bring drama Make n***as swing on a Ding-a-ling I'm gonna flunda Irritable, formidable Right now, hit em in the middle of Rogue Dog, straight showed y'all That I'll be game, anyone wanna know what's the deal The simple fact is that I'll flip ya, flip ya for real, I'm at ya But when I get rhymer block, I need some ginaco*k Right after that fact I'm like a bull in a China shop Six pluses believe it I'll be the bomb one day If my sh** was dropping in a week, today is Palm Sunday One way ticket to Necrosis Focus on music like Mr. Holland's Opus Notice (I'm) Still kicking hocus pocus Witchcraft, whiplash, kick a** Rhyme flows, sign up the timed shows So I'm not behind hoes Divine souls, plotting to k** all the demons Any color many k**ings plenty separable pillins These rappers now (I'll swallow yo soul, swallow yo soul) This underground (I gotta explode, gotta be cold) Nina's bold, they couldn't k** me if they sent Dahmer (why?) Demons they comma when shooting like the chrome llama [Hook] Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comma When shooting like the chrome llama Trauma Brain bombah Inflictin' pain on a n***a with homa- Cidal sh** me whole persona Nervous Lyrics at yo, service You heard of this Murderous Demons they comma When shooting like the chrome llama