Lord Infamous - Slipknot (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Lord Infamous, Scarecrow Lil Jack, 6th Enterprise Ma**acring these rappers IKILLu You can get beat punk, pow-pow, we crunk co*k back the chopper and knock out some lead chunks Masked up like Slipknot I'ma keep it dope until this motherf**in' (?) [Hook: Lil Jack] Masked up like Slipknot, better n***a slip not You can get shot 'fore this motherf**in' sh** drop AK47 but I only got three shots Better n***a slip not, masked up like Slipknot Masked up like Slipknot, better n***a slip not You can get shot 'fore this motherf**in' sh** drop I'ma keep it dope until this motherf**in' (?) You can get beat punk, pow-pow, we crunk [Verse 1: Lil Jack] I got the feeling these n***as gon' make me k** 'em But I don't need no case, dead rappers all over the place Got the mask on my face, lookin' like Pig Blow his back against the wall, leave (?) for the pigs Got a body in the kitchen And mane this n***a ain't dead, see his legs still twitchin' Close range leave his head missin' This n***a still ain't dead? (?) beat a n***a blooded into a concussion 12 gauge bustin', sound like a percussion Shouts out to Koke, shouts to the coke Little Leatherface, mane I chainsaw his door Mane you n***as want beef? I declare a war IKILLu like the IAP-store Youngin got the Tec, Kuku got them a machete (?) throw knives on his head like Freddy Yeah, all I'm sayin' is you n***as keep playin' (?) start sprayin' (?) like the body decay Never let a n***a see my face like I'm Doctor Claw Butcher n***a masked up like Slipknot is all he saw [Hook: Lil Jack] [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] BLAY! It's a murder chainsaw ma**acre, (?) attacking ya I'm leaking 'em like Dracula, the bullets get on smacking ya The ammo enter front then it coming out the back of ya I got a butcher blade, getting frantic when I'm stabbing ya Dagger detachin' and sledgehammer smash ya up Pour on the gas, light a match with yo a** combust I'm called the Infamous, do not take prisoners Mission to injure ya, decrease yo temperature Serial k**er wicked voodoo minister Scorpion, sometimes I'm Dr. Kevorkian Shoot you in yo porcelain and give me the orphanage Devil went corporate, Illuminati (?) Remains from yo brains make up very nice ornaments Slice yo a** up into very small portions Yo a** better run like you f**in' (?) Pressure on yo a** like ... .50 cal blow yo punk a** outta orbit My maniac mind eye look kinda morbid Rowdy Bounty Hunter gunslinger deranged Ballistics make you split yo motherf**in' veins [Hook: Lil Jack]