F vs. J Intro

At night, I lie awake and this man is... is burning Every waking moment, he haunts me I think he's coming I know he's coming I see someone else... in the fog... by the lake And he's holding something... Who is he? (Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!) Yeah, it's getting spooky out here All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here No cool niggas, it's just goofies out here I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here Ten toes down, I'm on two feet out here Truthfully out here, I'll be too fleet out here Getting fly, no bullshit, I'm the 2-3 out here From Jordans you ain't see, shoutout to Carolina To all baby me's, I see all you Harold Miners Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the Go-Go With girls that'll spread they legs open for a logo, ay Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player To the locker room, I'm back to cock it to 'em Toast to all you niggas that was talkin' caca to 'em We on a different FLŌH, we ain't sendin' vodka to 'em The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to 'em Bet he say 'aah' when it blocka-blocka to 'em Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn't tell though All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo You soft as pudding Jell-O, we'll come to your hood and "Hello" Wave it at everybody, ain't tryna be put in jail though All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow And I be swervin' potholes in every hood and ghetto Lame nigga, swerve, I lame nigga swerve It's been 10 years and you the same nigga, swerve! I just gotta keep on keepin' on But I'm not gon' be the one you keep on sleepin' on This verse right here be your worst nightmare I just laugh at you niggas then come after you niggas Freddy! Ha-Haaeeh! (You remember!) I'm dead wrong; you wanna live, I can't let you You at full speed, I'm walking, I still catch you Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these These niggas ain't bosses, they workers and employees I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks I'll put something right through your face from out the toolbox Niggas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks Might have to crush your Adam's apple with the vice grips You never see me during the day, I play the night shift Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can't miss you You already know I reside at Camp Crystal Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick Three bodies in one night, that's a hat trick Pay the plug soon as you finish, that's a backflip Spend six, make 12 back, that's a crack flip Sad part about it, you boys ain't even ready Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin' When you hear that (Kill kill kill), you don't see me but I'm comin' Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman (Kill kill kill) Yeah, it ain't even no sense in runnin' (Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation How the crime scene was left, they could tell that it was Jason