The Devil’z Rejects, Ripshop - Riddle of the Sphinx lyrics
[The Devil’z Rejects, Ripshop - Riddle of the Sphinx lyrics]
Yeah (aha) it's ripshop (what's that?)? (no doubt) Devil'z Rejects (yeah, yeah) let's get this shit popin (yo, what)
You motherfuckers bow to Jus
Allah just like now
Put a lot of grass in my mouth just like cows
Fuck a lot of gals your
Bitch is Shallow Hal's
Your dick stays drier
Than just-for-show towels
My dick scrapes the ground
Like trucks with snowplows
I only like riding in pussy with low miles
Only like diving in pussy with no styles
And the bitches who will give up
The goodies with no trials
Hanging in the spot where the
Hoes and drugs is
Never talking to the judge in
The halls of justice
True God never puts nothing above his
Dumb Devil never rises over above six
Understand it all happens as planned
You fucking faggots: Allah's
Most savagest man
I never trip my third eye faster than hands
And the mathematic schematics that
I practice is banned
Lyrics for days, you been warned kill that
When I fire, blood splatter
Bust a mad cap in your back
When I bust off shots
I blow up spots and competition
Got me causing mad commotion
Fuck that (…) to react
Commercial rap took all our loot
So now we're smuggling drugs
I'll bubble their mugs so they're reduced
To a puddle of blood
It's plain to explain: I'ma
Drain your veins
Bring the pain till you're nothing
But stains and remains
I'm not your ordinary dude watch
Me run the tools
I'll make a fucking bloody pool
Out of your Sunday school
If I'm going to Hell
Then fuck it: God damn me in the meantime
You got drama? I'ma bring it to your family
Y'all mother-fuckers just suck and what
When I see you
That's my word: I'ma fuck you up
What you looking at
Bitch? I'll stab you in the eye
Torture you so bad, you'll be glad to die
Light a flame to your mummified
Rags: it'll burn fast
With one nut, I gave Cleopatra a sperm bath
You've been jinxed
Your head turns little when it shrinks
With one guess
I solved the fucking riddle of the Sphinx
You cats fugazi crap catch
Usually doing they rap with a splash of Jay-Z
Teaspooning Nelly in the back
Curtis Jackson and big beat
300 degrees is cool
You come with the media too
And the media who mislead
The peoples as fools
Either prove you the truth or
Get beat by some dudes
You are street with Adidas and boots
Then get your chick boned and
Rip fold her over
My big dick'll show her I'm
As freaky as Luke
Vic niggas for dough 'cause
I'm needing some loot
He who recoup get re-robbed, run that shit
Fuck being a comeback kid
Even dumber is believing you can fuck
With this one black fist
Duck: I got another I can come back with
They'll be like "whatever happened to
The one wack kid?"
You motherfuckers bow to Jus
Allah just like now
Put a lot of grass in my mouth just like cows
Fuck a lot of gals your
Bitch is Shallow Hal's
Your dick stays drier
Than just-for-show towels
My dick scrapes the ground
Like trucks with snowplows
I only like riding in pussy with low miles
Only like diving in pussy with no styles
And the bitches who will give up
The goodies with no trials
Hanging in the spot where the
Hoes and drugs is
Never talking to the judge in
The halls of justice
True God never puts nothing above his
Dumb Devil never rises over above six
Understand it all happens as planned
You fucking faggots: Allah's
Most savagest man
I never trip my third eye faster than hands
And the mathematic schematics that
I practice is banned
Lyrics for days, you been warned kill that
When I fire, blood splatter
Bust a mad cap in your back
When I bust off shots
I blow up spots and competition
Got me causing mad commotion
Fuck that (…) to react
Commercial rap took all our loot
So now we're smuggling drugs
I'll bubble their mugs so they're reduced
To a puddle of blood
It's plain to explain: I'ma
Drain your veins
Bring the pain till you're nothing
But stains and remains
I'm not your ordinary dude watch
Me run the tools
I'll make a fucking bloody pool
Out of your Sunday school
If I'm going to Hell
Then fuck it: God damn me in the meantime
You got drama? I'ma bring it to your family
Y'all mother-fuckers just suck and what
When I see you
That's my word: I'ma fuck you up
What you looking at
Bitch? I'll stab you in the eye
Torture you so bad, you'll be glad to die
Light a flame to your mummified
Rags: it'll burn fast
With one nut, I gave Cleopatra a sperm bath
You've been jinxed
Your head turns little when it shrinks
With one guess
I solved the fucking riddle of the Sphinx
You cats fugazi crap catch
Usually doing they rap with a splash of Jay-Z
Teaspooning Nelly in the back
Curtis Jackson and big beat
300 degrees is cool
You come with the media too
And the media who mislead
The peoples as fools
Either prove you the truth or
Get beat by some dudes
You are street with Adidas and boots
Then get your chick boned and
Rip fold her over
My big dick'll show her I'm
As freaky as Luke
Vic niggas for dough 'cause
I'm needing some loot
He who recoup get re-robbed, run that shit
Fuck being a comeback kid
Even dumber is believing you can fuck
With this one black fist
Duck: I got another I can come back with
They'll be like "whatever happened to
The one wack kid?"