Hellraiser Lyrics
[Intro]
Este hermano esta enloquecido, amigo!
[Scratched Intro]
Try to play me close and get roast
Damn, my ears are burning hot
[Verse 1: Fashion]
Damn my ears are burning hot
I think I got faking the funk motherfucks up in my spot
They know I'm gonna blow so they press up on
The Kool I gets dissed like a fool when I'm gone
So get out and leave me alone, close my door
Gotta whisper cause I got some fucking ears on my floor
They're trying to catch on to see who I'm giving the hood
There it is square biz, don't take my kids
[Psycho Les]
All these phony motherfuckers wanna shake my hand
And behind my back talk shit to the next man
Click, bam, empty the Glock
You got beats, but stop - your shit is wack
[Fashion]
Yeah, you better keep it subliminal
Cause I don't play, some say my style's type criminal
And we can get down, yo for real
Yeah, so whatever kid, do what you feel, sucker
[Hook]
Try to play me close and get roast, sucker
Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers
(Repeat x4)
[Verse 2: Psycho Les]
You see me and I see you
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But you still want to act like you don't see me, cool
Years ago an A&R
Dissed our fucking demos and said that shit was soft
Bitch, you big-time bitch, you're phony
Your label's shit and you'll regret it in a moment
Now you eat pills, while I puff on the Phils
And still, you can't comprehend your skills
[Fashion]
You remember the time, only after I performed
Called my hotel door, you want to blow me like a storm
But Blue, no matter what you do
You can't trick this kid, too cool, I thought you knew, fool
[Hook]
[Verse 3: JuJu]
Now I got you trapped, feeling weak and nervous
Word up, cause I be strapped like the Secret Service
The cops they run me down for the guns I be wielding
I'll murder a force to get lost between buildings
Time to go to war, to the raiser, now I'mma flip
Ripping more niggas than an axe in a horror flick
Doing mad crime, I remember the days well
The demon inside of me had invited me to raise hell
[Psycho Les]
I don't want to have to snuff nobody
I just drank my twenty-fifth coke with Bacardi
Try to play me close and get roast, sucker
Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers
