$uicideboy$ - Durango '95 (A Real Horror Show) lyrics

"Where you gonna go? Where you gonna run?
Where you gonna hide?
Nowhere, 'cause there's no one like you left!
That's right"

Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit

Evil spirit's takin' over
Now they runnin' through my head
Telling me, "grip that fucking gun"
Telling me, "pop that fucking lead"
It's a bird, it's a plane no
It's Satan in the flesh
I'm that dead motherfucker steady
Smoking on that death
Satanic holy ghost, snort that holy dope
Infrared scope with that dot
Right on your throat
I'm that $carecrow in the corner
Welcome to my crucifixion
Graveyard livin', murder itchin'
Don't be superstitious
Demons got my back, I don't even fight it now
Black magic, voodoo power
$uicide's exciting, now see?

Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
(Fuck rap, and fuck a rapper)
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
(Lets put 'em all in a fucking hole)

I'd rather take a nap after I
Turn a blunt to ash
Creeping cracker on the chronic
Feelin' like a Velociraptor
Pull, pullin' off the patch
But I ain't takin' off the fucking mask
Heard 'em gasp, closed their mouth with the
Fucking gat's blast
Can't rap about a fine dime's ass no more
G59 where the beast's signs fine
Fuck a feast, I'm fine dying
Life gave me lemons
But I want a fucking lime
Ain't got the time to die tryin'
Bitch, I know I'll die alone
Either in a ditch or on a throne
Either way, in a pit I'm being thrown
Everything is nothing
And I'm fucking decomposed

Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Niggas duckin' from this shit
Glocks popping, bustas dropping
Glocks, Glocks, Glocks, Glocks