Tech N9ne, Smackola, Krizz Kaliko - Fire in AC lyrics

Shh, psycho over there
Here he comes, here he comes hey James
(yeah?)
You're killin' us with that wild red hair
Bro (I like to kill people, people like you)

I'm a college student sitting
Next to James Holmes
His mental light ain't on and
The lovin' him ain't showin
So I gotta invite him to
Study at my strange home
Cause he needs to be flame
Thrown and repeatedly banged on
'Til his brain gone
You think you Bane? I put my fangs on
Then it's game on, for the pain
Gonna break his dang bones
Cause James wrong, get him a hook to hang on
And drain Holmes veins get em
To switch his insane tone
You have entered the dungeon of real killers
Demons they will fill us
With drillas and steel millas
He'll pay me with his life
Cause this animal's real crazy
Cause this motherfucker don't even care
If he kill babies i wish
This would've happen like it
Happened in my mind
Instead of what occurred in theater number 9
My condolences to the families that mourn
All humanity was torn, for what
He damaged see some horns, motherfucker
Burn in hell for eternity for what you did
The depths of Hell gonna swallow your ass!

Gone, baby, gone, never made the dawn
Never had a fucking chance to turn crazy on
My fire in AC he stopped you, shocked you
Aurora Colorado, I got you

Raa! Dirty Wormz
This is Amityville horror Aurora
I make him feel the flame
For the respect of the families
I mention no names and I can feel your pain
You see the devil's face?
Look at him smiling on trial
This is a closed case
Mister Yates, let him in, close the gate
This is the date for his fate
There will be no escape
Duct tape, zip him up, strap him down
He's graduatin' here give him
His cap and gown turn off your cell phones
No talking in the preview
It's the last midnight show and you
Know just how it end, too
It ain't no part two, this ain't no cartoon
Watch em start screamin' for god when
I put this fire to him
This is the murder show, order the blood bath
A psychopath that murders
Psychopaths actin' bad
And walk away like I'm Dexter man
With my bandana to the back
In all black like I'm Batman dirty Wormz

Ha ha haha, here's Kali!
What you want me to be a, killa?
Wish I can fill up my
Voice with some incredible heat
And no catchin' me slip
And I stay on my feet
Call up Brotha Lynch and I tell him go eat
James, your brain will be dangling
From strings if the
Strangers could change it
At yourself you would aim
I wish a nigga would, run up in the movies
While I'm in there with my kids and my boo
I would be popping them back at you
Cause oddly they life is through
And I'm godly but might get stupid
Psychotic ain't no excuse
Cause, I'm there too and I can prove it
(Okay) we hold him for pressures
It ain't effortless
For Holmes to count his blessings
Cause he gotta deal with the rest of us
(Okay) and I'd love to take his chest
Off the rest of him
Arrestin' him ain't good enough
Let's make him a vegetable
On second thought, I'mma pray for him (Nah)
Hope the angel of death opens
The gate for him (yeah)
Better tell him if you bust in Aurora
All the nations reppin' Snake and the
Bat will be aiming for you (Kali)
In the immortal words of Tech N9ne baby
The sands of time have already
Begun to pour against you

I got ya, Colorado I got you
Tech N9ne got you, Smackola got you
Strange Music that’s our biggest market
We love you, our condolences to the families
That lost their loved ones to this punk