March

Lyrics

[Verse 1: The R.O.C.] March through the hoes I've created, can you fade it? Only way you can kill me, turn this off, but I'm still locked In your mind, rhyme after rhyme, like Kiss I'm back But I'm black, and I rap to get pay Slack off, no I don't, jack off, yes I do Lookin' at the pretty girls in the books made me want to Down, I gets dirty, when I'm dirty, I gets down Stephen King of rap, Freddy Krueger with this hellish sound Bass pounds holes in your chest, yes I'll eat your flesh Put me to the test, bulletproof vest can't stop the Ness Loch Monster, yes I want you to see it Free it from its deep sleep, read it while your soul weeps Tryin' to cheat, head leak with the hole like this planet Take your life for granted and I'll steal it and I'll take advantage Now [your grim and death?] lookin' like you [poured somethin'?] [In this?] to change your mind, marchin' to the beat of my drums [Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample] Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh? Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me! [Verse 2: Hektic] Let me hit you with the shotgun blast [of Monte Kay?] I'm lookin' to strain, annihilate, and mutilate [You people who hate is our job?], I come with the House, fool We marchin' like the mob, move if you can take it Don't freeze up, you see my [troops who land?], and you crumble Just like a cheese puff, you [won't?] rough You found it tough to handle, you fuck with the House [Room's?] out, we gotta battle, I take it to any motherfucker Who wanna jump, street sweepin' the pump Speakers bumpin' the bump for real [Give 'em a?] mouth slugs to peel, suckers who wanna squeal Get raw deals, but chill, meditate back at the lab Time to work, plottin' the fool's work from what he worth I come from the dirt, [dead but not?] forgotten Fuck 'em, I'll rot down to the core I'm bringin' you what's in store [Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample] Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh? Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me! [Verse 3: Mr. Bones] I got the soldiers movin' left, right, never lose, always tight People get upset because of what I write I might unleash the lyrics [up a levitate, lunatic now?] Just a spirit floatin' above the casket It's drastic, suffocated with the plastic Sandwich bag, I'll make it stretch like elastic Dramatic, interpretation [?] circulation Exterminatin' foes for demonstration Relation to me is chemical imbalance, I creep up slow And smack you in the back of the head with a mallet It sounds strange, but I think I got a winner I seen his iris pop out of his head, brains for dinner So I can gobble up your thoughts and your dreams Now your life weigh an ounce of shit on the triple beam Scale, horror tale fingernail, somethin's goin' wrong I think you better bail 'fore you get stomped in the march [Chorus: Madhouse (1981) sample] Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh? Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me! Remember what I'd do? How it would hurt, huh? Well, I'll make it hurt again! I'll make you suffer like I suffered you! Yes, run, but you'll never get away from me!