Friday the 13th

Yea we doing this shit. Friday the 13th in this mother fucker, what's good man? Bust a mother fucker's head open with a lead pipe Rob a mother fucker at a red light Bitch, if you dead wrong then that means I'm dead, right? Shining like a light in the night full of fright Head full of lead Told that bitch put them meds in your Keds because them Feds be inspecting my bread Them docs be inspecting my head Told me there's nothing but cobwebs and lead I'm a psycho up under your bed Creeping and crawling I'm stalking the sleeping My target has weakened I'm seeking a carcass to sleep in, wearing its bones around my neck Hop in the deep end Heart never beating Scythe in my hand, bitch, I sow what I'm reaping Slaughter the sheep and I drain out the blood Fill up my cup, yeah I'm sipping the flood Tell ya bitch pick her lip up She look again then she getting fucked Ten feet of that sticky stick Riding round with my new bitch It's that mystic prince on that Triple 6 Sitting back with my crucifix Put that hoe face in a pillow, I'm that scarecrow in your window Ain't no witness in the dark Body parts and eating hearts Robbers, killers, cocaine dealers Leave these fuck boys shaking looking in the face of Satan Sold my soul, fuck the cost Robbing these bitches and making my riches Bitch, I swallow crucifixes, Ahhh! Damn son, where'd ya find this?