Twisted Insane - VoicesVoodoo lyrics

What you want with this voodoo magic anyhow?
Don't be playin' around with it
Messin' with the evil forces
You'll be out like Cedric Diggory

Who?

Harry Potter
Died in the Tri-wizard tournament

Look, I don't know i just
Think it's interesting i mean
Who knows what kind of forces are out
There operatin' in the universe? Maybe it
Ain't such a bad idea to try
And get 'em on your side

Pull up and bend ’em, I get ’em with venom
I hit ’em with heat, click
Kill ’em and fill ’em with
Peppers and put ’em in deep dish
Never knew it could be all a weird delusion
You could be skeptical
I could bring you to your death
With a blade in your neck, nigga
Peep this: Black magic with a rat pack
And a silverback gorilla
Run up on a motherfucker ready
Like a nigga was Godzilla!
You would never see the demon come into your
Room when you was in a dream
I could have Jason and the homie Freddy
Lookin' like bitch niggas fo’ realla
I be hella wicked like a wicked witch and
Make you get up on my team
Someone say the wrong thing
I’mma hit his brain all up with the beam
Feelin' like I was Sauron with
A hard-on for the ring
Never know when I’mma stop with
The millimeter and go "ping-ping-ping-ping"
Warlock, my mind in the night
Time on sick shit
Raisin' up out my tomb, bring
You in the room, get addicted
Toe tag these niggas
Put 'em in a bodybag then zip shit
One less for the good guys
And it's one more for the wicked

I be on voodoo
Voodoo, black magic, dolls and Shaka Zulu

Killin' motherfuckas way before MySpace
Put a halt in your day like it
Was a stop sign on the highway
Push up on you when you only
Feelin' like it's a regular Friday
No, it's get up out the bed
Brush a nigga teeth to go out and die day
Night time, freakazoid with ya vampires
And the werewolves look a nigga in the eye
Right before they die, realize they're shook
Bloodstains when the semi-automatic
Slugs came
And I think about 'em and your blood's came
Catchin' niggas with bear traps
And hair hooks black magic
I'm back at it like a
Crack addict on a jackrabbit
Call my homie like you really gonna run
Up on a nigga with the heat
They don't wanna get they body bent
Like a klepto in a Craftmatic
I will put you in a dark room
Full of monkey blood and chicken's feet
I be on my Voodoo

I be on voodoo
Voodoo, black magic, dolls and Shaka Zulu

And I see you motherfuckers on the dark side
Nigga and that's real
Voodoo