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Mr. Shadow - Evil Deedz lyrics
[Mr. Shadow] Yeah, it's the shadow of your death One more time at your ass Money and Greed caused all these eveil deeds So watch your ass mothafucka I can hear them evil voices callin my name My mental state is at it's peak I'm chokin you son of bitches and ditches is where you sleep I creep through the night with daggers bow an arrows machetes These mothauckas better be ready I'm bringing hell on them like Freddy On daily bases I'm smashin faces not leavin traces you hate this You're not even knowing when ever you're going to the wrong places At the wrong time that I'm doing my krime if you cross that line your ass is mine I'm sneaking up from behind slashin your neck not wasting no time My rhymes be causing dreams that cause death Like meth I got your sprung I got you picturin shit like dippin acid on your tongue I hung around with crazies way before I was teen Packing a glocknot given a fuck I'm puttin an end to all your dreams It seems like I'm surrounded be vultures beggin for torture I told all you petty fools not to fuck with this soldiers I'm colding then avalanches it takes a master mind to plan this And you're askin how I handled this with pictables and axes [Mr. Lil One] Fool you should of been known That I be the one holding the key to where you go [Mr. Shadow] So close your eyes mothafucka [Mr. Lil One] Fool you should of been known That I be the one holding the key to where you go [Mr. Shadow] It's time to die mothafucka (Repeat 2x) [Mr. Shadow] Late night I got you tossin and turnin your soul is burning At first you thought it was a dream but no longer returnin As you lie but naked like a body inside of a tomb You got suspended animation as I slept in your room It's The Shadow “One Man Battalion� better not be on my horizon Cause I'm dressin in disguises open up to see with your eye Suprisin the rival when you least expect it Ain't no surivivors or wintness cause that just unexcepted My finger is tempted to pull the trigger and blow a mothafucka to peices I'm seperating them uncles from all their nephews and nieces So Jesus help these bastards stay away from the sicko And if you need a little help then give this demon a whistle The pistol is bustin I'm trustin no one but myself And you better be ready for wars when ever you hear me up at your doors No more suprises so close your eyes and don't resist In the gallery of evil all we do is triple 6 bitch [Chorus] [Mr. Shadow] Canibusateva got me thinkin my plot And how I want these mothafuckas covered up with my shots When the glock pops and the fool drops I'm leavin no evidence for the cops Fuck those punk I'll buck them too and stash their limbs in the slums The circumstances gettin critical with this lyrical demon I'm leavin you weak sons of bitches in ditches no longer breathen I'm hearin your mother cry and you're trying hard to survive Mothafuck you and your momma cause you're both bout to die So I look in your eyes and ask you how does it feel Do know in a matter of moments you'll see your mother get killed Get chills up and down your spine you can feel your stomach turning Nausiated for the fact that it's murder I'm yearin So burnin them crusifixes Satan bless me with them 6's Getting rid of them noises mothauckas all in my business You witness you die, mothafucka don't ask me You's a dead mothafucka any ways so shut your eyes [Chorus] [Mr. Shadow] Oh yeah, and keep in mind That what ever you do, what ever time it is And what ever plot you're doing I'm there to witness it 24/7 on the clock Ha Ha and it don't stop |
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