Leatherface (Explict)

[Big Punisher] What I gotta do let y'all niggaz know? I am +THE NICEST+. +EVER+. heh. Hardcore? Commercial? Whatchu wanna do, you wanna wile up, you wanna dance? Don't matter to me, I got it all locked down baby It's not a game it's war, plain and raw Blood stain the wall, when I bring the chain with the saw Bring the pain to your door like death was knockin Unless you got my ends, I'ma make you twins with the Headless Horseman Hell extortion, sell your soul, live your dreams Don't pay the cost then {*bam bam*} say hello to the guillotine A killer fiends for blood, screams of thugs like Fiends for drugs, I don't need no love Give me your fear, murder, respect, beer, honies and sex want here I'll bend them checks for years, hungry and stressed You fuckin with Chris - fuck Pun - dead the wrath for later Get your calculator, go 'head Decapitator's back forever Can't count how many heads I had to sever Half the niggaz I keep, I put em back together That's the terror, cut open your girl And make a truss out her flesh, like Buffalo Bill You fuckin with reel to reel, rap axe maniac Sound bwoy killer, hack hack chain-react Two for one - double the death, same price What would Big say? "Huh, you know that ain't right" Chorus: {with samples from "Scarface"} repeat 2X It's not a game pah. {sample} We're gettin paid hah. {sample} It's still T. Squad. {sample} "What you came for? Surgery, with the chainsaw!" [Big Punisher] Word to 'Pac and Big, my glock so big it can rock a bridge Drop the midsection like the top of your wig Ain't no bullshittin, gettin the full treatment Special two heated missles, til your crew's leavin witchu I rip you in half - blast that ass through a glass window Laugh a little, and dash in the S-Class limo That's how we do it in the South Boogie Where tough rough rookies get snuffed out, for talkin loud to me Why should I even consider your crew? Shit on your crew Get rid of your crew, what I'm fittin to do I split you in two, leave you? when I blast the shotty Grip you like dope and leave you there with half your body We Rowdy like Roddy, probably robbin your stash Catch a body like Charlie up North, stashin knives up my ass Survivin the task, we the last ones left Blast them tecs with clips, fast as fast'll spit Add some tips for any, bastard bitch, pappin shit Watch me rep til the death from the bassonet, beotch! Chorus {*From Scarface*} Watch what happens to your friend You don't want this to happen to you You give me the money, okay?