Slaughterhouse - Everybody Down lyrics

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Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
Get your bitch, make it quick
Nickel, Quick, Joey, Crook
You know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This ain't for no bitches
This is a motherfucking stick-up, quick
Everybody down

I’m about to rob the hardest nigga out here
Yes I’m on my joker shit
I keep a Heath Ledger for the joke of it
I don’t plan ahead of them, I don’t gamble
I just keep a 44 clip
Full of bullets that resemble poker chips
I’m so the shit
Bitches jumping at my pogo stick
Slaughterhouse you know we sick
Everybody down
Take your bitch, same bitch you wake up with
Make her trick 'til her fucking thighs hurt
Momma if your pussy wet
You shouldn’t have a dry purse
Call me Ryan Rhinoplasty
I will augment your ass if
You mess with God’s work
When it comes to drama, fighting second
Homicides first
I don’t look for drama, drama follows me
So why search?
Everybody, everybody we gon need you quiet
Shh slaughter got a message, everybody down
I’m a cheddar getter, you a
Teller, I don’t care, whatever
I’ll just scare the witnesses
I’m the illest in here
Bring a pen and pad and
Don’t compare the sicknesses
Where the fuck the ruler at
So we can measure sentences
I am better than I’ve ever been
Never been better
I don’t follow trends, I set
Trends for the trendsetters, nickle
Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
Get your bitch, make it quick
Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This is ain't no for bitches
This is a motherfucking stick-up, quick
Everybody down

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First I pull up on your block
Let my entire torch
Spit fire, burn down your empire’s boardwalk
Bitch I am melting my rims, tires, draw off
Porsche hit the wall
Then my pills high as war-off
Crawled out, grabbed the new banana clip
Lascerations on my face
Travel agents shit I still plan trip
Ran up on the first nigga who had a whip
Either die a hero, or abandon ship
(Get out your car nigga)
I could kill you now fuck a witness
I’m all about my business
You all about your bitchness
And I ain't bout to slow down
You oughta ask you daughter
About fucking around with Slaughter
You bound to go down
I'mma disappear when you meet the Lord
I'mma be aboard a G4 to
Singapore with mi amor
Or bring a whore to be a slore
Either or we ignore casualties of war
You can meet the floor now
Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
Get your bitch, make it quick
Nickel, Quick, Joey, Crook
You know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This ain't for no bitches
This is a motherfucking stick-up, quick
Everybody down

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I get on my ‘I don’t give
A fuck’ tip, fuck the money, fuck the wealth
Fuck your label, fuck your lyrics
You sit on a fucking shelf
Lava so if ain't in the
Topic of the constant, the discussion fell
Tell the bitch that this dick
Ain't gone suck it'self
Nigga, I ain't no rapper I’m a mercenary
Every verse I bury
Some will blame it on the perks I carry
Been in disguise when I failed or I lost
But they won’t know I’m a god
Until I’m nailed on the cross
And these rappers is a mess
Sad is if they best
Magnum to their chest, they could piss me
It won’t matter what they said
They just rhyme
I just climb on the ladder to success
And I'm even bringing some niggas that
Would rather me with less
My advice for the fuck boys:
Make some hard improvements
Career at a standstill how you
Gonna start a movement
Slaughterhouse the gang take part
In what we doing or get steamed rolled over
Nigga pardon the intrusion
Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
Get your bitch, make it quick
Nickel, Quick, Joey, Crook
You know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This ain't for no bitches
This is a motherfucking stick-up, quick
Everybody down

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Y'all just heard my man snap
This is rubber band rap
Twisted drop a can cap pop pop
A Xantax tell Everybody Down
Paid for life, fucking around
Uppercut a clown
Fuck being playful pay homie with a frown
I don’t think y'all understand the magnitude
Mathematical, radical equations are easy
To solve for power, yaowa
I’m the square root of a truth table
In the booth able to
Raise the bar from sub par to the 9th power
I didn't pick at food, I devour
You think you hot dog
I’m walkin' around with a sauer
Kraut and onions, buns and ketchup mustard
Relish
Wow I think I'mma fart, Everybody Down!
I don’t want the crown
I rock a fitted navy brown
Well it's blue but yall been
Colorblind since I’d came around
Nobody can see me
I’m pissed off like my pee-pee
Then bought it in Tahiti, be easy
Slaughterhouse this is it

Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
Get your bitch, make it quick
Nickel, Quick, Joey, Crook
You know we shut everybody down
Bitch this ain't no club hit
This ain't for no bitches
This is a motherfucking stick-up, quick
Everybody down

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House Gang joey!
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