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Loud Noises (Album Version (Explicit))

Loud Noises (Album Version (Explicit))

Bad Meets Evil

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Life handed me lemons I jump back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it By now you just wish I'd fucking die but I electrify Get electrocuted executed by an executioner of my flow too quick for the human eye to detect zooming by Guess who what's happening guys They told me to shit I fell off that pot Hopped right back up on that crapper and I Said fuck you with a capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like it You can eat shit fuck off little faggot and die You right back like a maggot on my dick grabbing at my shit better get to the back of the line You wanna get your shot at me what kinda crap is that Battle what kind of rapper would I be before I let another rapper think he's hot I'll bury my face in his stinky twat and go alalalala Girl my head space is limited ain't even room in the back of my mind That's why I ain't thinking about you I don't got time and I told you a thousand times So how can I find the time to put an alkaline battery in Royce's back and at the same time put juice in mine Goddamnit Slaughterhouse is signed I'm a menace villain my pen is sitting spilling my lyrics killing Then I let you witness shit when it hit the ceiling The niggas willing to give the listeners the sickest feeling Like mixing some Benadryl and penicillin Then I'm filling the clip with a written Can you picture my pistol drilling A million women and children when I'm illing But it isn't real it's a rap On the real it's a wrap How could you possibly stop the Apocalypse When I'm atomic bombing the populous Shock the metropolis hostile as a kid Popping the Glock at his moms and his pops Then he hops in his drop with his iPod rocking the Slaughterish Documentation and lyrics I write with confidence Write like a columnist slash novelist I'm in this game to demolish establish my dominance Over prominent rappers you popping shit till you opposite I can spit ominous so spit politics now I'm Haile Selassie Gandhi and Pac of this hip hop genre bitch Lyrically I'm a cocaine Altoid Ability told brain it's a no brain bout boy Physically I'm literally a cocaine cowboy Wait wait did I just go almost four bars without talking about my big dick The other day me and your thick bitch had a great day and we ate cake And then we walked and then she tried to jack me off but she lost Cause she couldn't handle my shit wait I sweared Irony of Ryan is I am bipolar while I'm rhyming standing beside a big old white bear Neither one of us fight fair you are literally looking at Woody and Wesley in a movie With a white boy ain't got to jump no where cause I'm here Nigga I'm on fire yeah and I'm every bitch's dream One two I'm coming for you I'm a big old Nightmare Nigga this the slaughter stepping up I'll pretty much slap your ass and tell you to shut the fuck up After that I'll slap your ass again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up And that's how you body a fucking beat I should be the one that goes slow Nah get a stopwatch clock my flow Hit the button on top watch your jaw drop Oh Oh da da Oh Yaowa When I drop I go outer space Blackout ike Darth Vader's face Placed in a molten shower Say something and get done proper Mama poppa pouring out vodka Mama Mia Em pass me the scissors There's visitors in the Slaughterhouse casa better jet boy go home better jet boy G4 chrome Better jet boy Mark Sanchez Santanio Holmes I'm not yo any old homeboy just Sitting in a lab picking up a pad I be spitting bad I'mma get you mad with this gift I have Little ducks sufferin sickatash when the trigger blast I'mma put your beak on your fitted hat rrrtat Where the liquor at Sip of yac Bad bitch and a vicious track I relididax Slide Pro tools to both so smooth I coast to the West like where Crooked living at New York here's a piggyback ride to the motherland Hold on brotherman on the other hand get down I'm gutter fam gun butt you with the Eagle handle Cunningham I don't wanna talk I just wanna beef I don't want a piece I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat I wanna feast up stuff my cheeks with rough beats and shit You done weak I'm the one capisce Insane what they call us How you married to the game but you probably shouldn't have came to the altar Every bar like propane for the sawed off you shoulda hand and they'll fault you Eminem Mr Porter slaughter my sentiments eminent torture All of you feminine marauders they're swimming that water Men will assault you tommys and bats to resemble Lasorda Kidnap your trembling daughter at least a quarter I'ma menacing supporter got an aura more like Sodom and Gomorrah Normally something's wrong with me Blame it on quantity of the porn I see on the pawns to me When I fix the game y'all think shit came with a warranty How the fuck are they gonna stop what I was born to be Corner me shit belong to me two choices you can get along with me Or sit your faggot ass right there in dormancy Wait all he missing is heels to be RuPaul Ain't nobody that's real ever knew y'all And I'm second to none and I'm dealing with bums Whose time never comes now deal with the blue balls You ain't gotta fear me but you'll respect me Ain't niggas who never met me threaten me want to gillete me Coming to sword fight against a machete swingin Swinging spaghetti like it's heavy some said he deserve an ESPY In a Chevy like Andretti put the Desi where his chest be
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