Slipknot (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro] Lord Infamous, Scarecrow Lil Jack, 6th Enterprise Massacring these rappers IKILLu You can get beat punk, pow-pow, we crunk Cock back the chopper and knock out some meat chunks Masked up like Slipknot, I'ma keep on dumpin' til this motherfucker can't (?) [Hook: Lil Jack] Masked up like Slipknot, better nigga slip not You can get shot 'fore this motherfuckin' shit drop AK-47 but I only got three shots Better nigga slip not, masked up like Slipknot Masked up like Slipknot, better nigga slip not You can get shot 'fore this motherfuckin' shit drop I'ma keep on dumpin' til this motherfucker can't (?) You can get beat punk, pow-pow, we crunk [Verse 1: Lil Jack] I got the feeling these niggas gon' make me kill 'em But I don't need no case, dead rappers all over the place Got the mask on my face, yeah, lookin' like Pig Blow his back against the wall, leave a message for the pigs Got a body in the kitchen And mane this nigga ain't dead, see his legs still twitchin' Close range leave his head missin' This nigga still ain't dead? I can beat a nigga bloody into a concussion 12 gauge bustin', sound like a percussion Shouts out to Koke, shouts to the coke Little Leatherface, mane I chainsaw his door Mane you niggas want beef? I declare a war IKILLu like the IAP-store Youngin got the Tec, Kuku got her a machete Scarecrow got (?) on his head like Freddy Yeah, all I'm sayin' is you niggas keep playin' Well I'ma start sprayin', empty the K and let the body decay Never let a nigga see my face like I'm Doctor Claw Butcher nigga masked up like Slipknot is all he saw [Hook: Lil Jack] [Verse 2: Lord Infamous] BLAY! It's a murder chainsaw massacre, (?) attacking ya I'm leaking 'em like Dracula, the bullets get on smacking ya The ammo enter front then it coming out the back of ya I got a butcher blade, getting frantic when I'm stabbing ya Dagger detachin' and sledgehammer smash ya up Pour on the gas, light a match with yo ass combust I'm called the Infamous, do not take prisoners Mission to injure ya, decrease yo temperature Serial killer wicked voodoo minister Scorpion, sometimes I'm Dr. Kevorkian Shoot you in yo porcelain and give me the orphanage Devil went corporate, Illuminati ordered it Remains from yo brains make up very nice ornaments Slice yo ass up into very small portions Yo ass better run like you fuckin' (?) Pressure on yo ass like to squeeze (?) .50 cal blow yo punk ass outta orbit My maniac mind eye look kinda morbid Rowdy Bounty Hunter gunslinger deranged Ballistics make you split yo motherfuckin' veins [Hook: Lil Jack]