Midwest Choppers 2 - Tech N9ne

Laurie Strode

I got a gory soul

So the story goes

Should I never kill another one or get a bit of lovin' in me or reload?

Reload, everybody lookin' at me like a hero

When I kill a demon lesser than zero

See no evil within it

I’m a killer and I’m bigger than Deebo

He knows, we go begin it

Deep inside of me I’m dealin' with a trio

Leave hoes below, you finished

Abomination comin', I got that combination cracks

All that time you wastin' runnin' I got that bomb relation rap

Now they’re tryin' to make it back

To Tech N9ne and shakin' wack

Now I’m dominatin', mom awakin' from a non forsaken nap

Hello mother, when you left I was no mellow brother

I put on my red, killed 'em all dead and I did it with my fellow thuggers

I tell no others, but I’m taking my hell so hovers

When I gotta murder everything dead — I smother

Like Othello’s lover

You cannot tell me to stop it with doctor Loomis

Nothing would ever delay when I got your doom, it’s

The Boogeyman I got to get your for real

And nobody is saving me, not with appeal

I’m a murderin' son of a bitch

And I’m ill with impeccable skill and a purpose to kill

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

Not too many motherfuckers out there I wish I hadn’t killed

Draggin' lil' rappers up Debra’s Hill like Jack and Jill

Slashin' 'til the back cracks attackin' with stabbin' steel

Havin' chills when it happens after stashin' 'em in Haddonfield

I got a demon in me, green with envy, seen the memory

How I get souls

Bring in Philly, things to get me

Never that is why I got up out of Smith’s Grove

I’ll eradicate a nigga with the feeling

That he better than a spitter with a bigger trigger

Step up and try to get at me and be disposed

I don’t know why the great Malek Akkad not fuckin' with me

Wanted to use the theme for P.B.

3, they told me fuckin' fifty

Yeah it’s worth it, yeah we got it

But not when Carpenter charged me five

For the first Psycho Bitch so I had to switch

When I wanted to just keep it alive!

Guess he didn’t know I spill them bastards

Who say another killer’s better, I kill them slashers

I peel them actors, I’m real grim faster

Original mask motherfucker William Shatner

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

This killer jam knocks

I’m here to kill everbody lyrically, specifically 'til her pants drop

I’m iller than Shaq, thriller fans watch me

Murder many men in Michael Myers mask not a Silver Shamrock

Celebrate Samhain all year round

Never let a fake man reign!

I’ma bake damn brains with a weird sound

Givin' hella aches and pain

Eminem is Jason, Krayzie Bone is leatherface and Bushwick Chuckie

But anything after double M were just replicas of me

Who got you?

Niggas need a new doctor

Stop the bleeding, who shot ya?

It was really a true chopper

Mike is who offed ya

Mainly because you caca

Step and see who do block ya

Rest in peace to Moustapha

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

My mental’s made of Michael Myers' mask

You… lay lifeless, Lord don’t like yo liars laugh

Who… wanna see this sinful psycho sire spaz?

Please don’t light yo lighters last

'Cause this frightful fire’s fast (uh-huh)

Mr. Sandman, nobody wants to see you

My Tony Moran stand