Bukshot, CRUCIFIX - Predator lyrics

CRUCIFIX

[Bukshot, CRUCIFIX - Predator lyrics]

Smart animals adapt quickly when a new
Predator's introduced into their environment
You  mean us (you mean us)
The  most dangerous predator of all (of all)

You fucking pussies claiming horrorcore
But you not scary i'll hit yo block
We talking door-to door bitch
Don't you dare me
I  see right through you people
Most of y'all are ordinary
You'd  probably shit yourself
Have you ever set foot in a mortuary?
(mortuary) coming out the fucking morgue
With a bloody corpse
Jacket  on the floor black hole
With the sign on
You'll be sorry every hater that be talking
'bout me come and get it
Go and take a pic with your iPhone
Eyes gone, bust it right in their eyes
Let  it be a lesson to
These hypocrites that criticize
Thinking you ain't gon' be touched
Like I'm out at lunch
You could get fucked up quicker
Than the critter flies (critter flies)
Take them to war
Like SCUM I'm dripped in gore
Fakers wanna know what I'm tripping for
Winning, pop my clip in, score
You don't wanna see me step through that door
Witness evil seeping through my pores
Lost my thoughts but I'm locked on yours
No black-box and I'm knocked off course
(off course)
And I'ma come right back like nighttime
But ain't no coming back in my right mind
Murder running in my veins like a pipeline
You could be the body on the
News that they can't find
Nothing left but a finger in
A mason jar sitting
At the top of a attic as a memoir
Chop it all off, put it in a
Box and write on the top
"another decoration for the Boondox"

Looking into my face (face)
Something out of it's place
Slipping into this state (state)
Screaming out like I'm going insane
Praying over my prey (prey)
Blood all over my face
Two of me in this brain (brain)
Talking to myself like I'm going insane

I'm a predator, always two steps ahead of ya
A black ski mask, Atlanta gloves
With a lust for the guts
And the smell of blood (ahaha)
I'm a predator
I kill it with the action beat and a gun
A gift for them opened the bloody get
Ruined it can be a part of
It that got me standing in your
Front door looking for the next

Got the devil on my shoulder
Nuts like a boulder
Spit like a cobra (uh huh)
Real deal, no poser
I'ma go postal, cut 'em up and fold ya
(uh huh) bring it raw like I'm supposed to
Got your picture on a missing poster
Alter ego's taking over, upside down
Rollercoaster
So we're going up and down and going up again
Like motherfucker I don't ever
Wanna kill again put the pistol to my head
Cause I'm better off dead
In the bed with the shovel in the shed
I can barely keep my head straight
Every time I do I see another dead face
Coming back in my dream but I never seen any
Fucking thing that I fiend so much as a
(grown man screaming)
Heart in my cloak and gloves (gloves)
And I show no love
Face down squirming, now they choke in mud
I wanna see 'em all soaked in blood (blood)
Co-co-co-coming with the axe, your gorehop
Put a spell on they ass, I'ma Warlock
Put the clip in, grill 'em like a pork-chop
Think I won't show up? Door knock
You ain't even gotta open I'ma kick it in
Put the blade to your gut
While I stick it in
Real slow so you know while
I'm slipping in it's gon'
Be the end of this world
That you're living in
Take a second, just breathe
Let the pain pass
Slip into death like a warm path
Free your soul
Start watching through your pores
As your face goes
Cold and your soul to the aftermath

Looking into my face (face)
Something out of it's place
Slipping into this state (state)
Screaming out like I'm going insane
Praying over my prey (prey)
Blood all over my face
Two of me in this brain (brain)
Talking to myself like I'm going insane

I'm a predator, always two steps ahead of ya
A black ski mask, Atlanta gloves
With a lust for the guts
And the smell of blood (ahaha)
I'm a predator
I kill it with the action beat and a gun
A gift for them opened the bloody get
Ruined it can be a part of
It that got me standing in your
Front door looking for the next

No leash and I bite quick
Choke 'em like Vader
Making snuff flicks on the iPhone (iPhone)
Hit 'em with my icepick
Cut 'em with the razor
Make 'em bleed out then die slow (die slow)
Talking blood
What you know about a chainsaw? (chainsaw)
Paint another piece like Van Gogh
Blood red we can do it by endo
Put it up next to they picture
On a mantel with a candle
What you know about a sawed off
On Halloween getting hauled off
Got a label full of killers and we all raw
Pulled 'em out the trunk and let
The bodies out and mauled draw
But why Mordor? We could use a saw-saw
Cut 'em up in little bitty
Pieces let 'em all fall
Back down to the dust where they came from
I dare somebody some best believe I got a
Mind full of sick thoughts
Meet Frankenstein when he's pissed off
Hit 'em red on a dime better get lost
Leave 'em wet every time and
Then I kick rocks
Go get some motherfuckers with
Me on street shit so flat give us with the
State while we creep shit
Throw 'em in the river with a
Block on they feet shit
What you think, Buk let 'em in on a secret?
Are you stupid just doing math
There's not two of us on this track
My conscience been ripped in half
Schitzophreniac aftermath
It's Buk, it's me, and now he's Buk
Two minds
One killer and I still don't give a fuck
Better lock yo doors and double-check
Cause now you know the truth
You could be next

That sound, in your heart what is it? Murder

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