Trained To Kill

Reel Wolf & Flatlinerz & Ruste Juxx & Lex The Hex Master - Rap
Trained To Kill
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Duration: 3:50
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Redrum] I'm the king of horrorcore, Rum back on the throne I was lost in the valley, now the savage is home From out the triple darkness, pitch black in the zone Right out the place the wild animals roam I ripped a rapper from the marrow in his clavicle bone Flatlinerz, we been known to craft hazardous poems Dummy get dumb click clacking the chrome The gat"ll get blown, now your maggot ass is alone You ain't a fucking man, son, you just Marilyn, homes I smoke the type of bud that might damage your dome And have you seeing red dragons, even magical gnomes I still be on the hunt for the philosopher's stone 'Cause mad devils stay attacking, I be battling clones Even though they come in different shapes and varying tones The ice pick done poke 'em all like the javelin thrown And pierce through his weak heart, now the faggot'll moan [Chorus: Ruste Juxx] I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding [Verse 2: Gravedigger] Grave! I manslaughter everybody at the rave Dismember every rapper that touch the stage And I can go for days, I got the look of berserker rage The things I see I be amazed when I indulge in haze It's not just murder music And since you're telling me I got to pay to get my shit played, then fuck commercial music My temper's like my car key, I don't want to lose it With power comes responsibility, don't make me abuse it Read the Necronomicon, I'm dodging evil leprechauns I'm not the one for stepping on, you know I got my weapons on Me, made in the image of the big boss Flip demons like a hip toss, arms ripped off when I'm pissed off You should have kept me locked up in a cellar Now I'm out the black box with a crazy vendetta They even want to buy my soul for a little cheddar But I know y'all and I'll show y'all better [Chorus: Ruste Juxx] I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding [Verse 3: Lex The Hex Master] Yo yo! They got me feeling like I'm Balboa The proud owner of the sickest flow, the loud blower The round's over, the bell's ringing, the crowd is roaring Lights flashing, them bitches screaming and shouting for it Told 'em in a year they'd all be scared when they hear me I'm on my square, they wasn't prepared, now watch me rip and tear Let's try to get this clear, I buzz like the electric chair Sippin' Everclear, fuck presidents and election year I'll have your section cleared, send you to a parking lot Barking shots, drop wicked cuts like I'm the barber shop And I ain't hard to spot, alumni, the hardest knocks Spit 'til my target drop, leave your fucking heart in knots Fuck if you hard or not or rolling with your squad or not You see that car stop when my hooligans 'bout to stomp your knot It's redrum backwards, we're digging your grave The Samurai will make you flatline, so stay in your place, bitch [Chorus: Ruste Juxx] I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding I was trained to kill, aim and peel Bang the stainless steel, rearrange your grill Make it ratatatat, shots from the cannon Make it ratatatat, fuck you not understanding
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Credits
- Writers
- Redrum
- Grave Digger
- Lex The Hex Master
- Ruste Juxx