See Dead People
Slaughterhouse

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I, I see dead people

I, I-I see dead people

I, I-I, I see dead people

I, I, I see dead people

[Royce Da 5'9:]

I see different day same sick language

You a game, I'm a game of Russian roulette

Pain and Kurk Cobain mixed with Bane

Drenched in purple rain

And I rearrange your prints, cut ya fingers off

Mail 'em to your sons, kindergarten class

In a Remy Martin glass

Note attached sayin Billy, call your dad

Signed sincerely, he really caught it bad

He clearly could not doubt you

The alcoholic induced me in a coma you sweep

The hostile you, see murder, my style true

Basquiat, Reebok shoe

Our guns ain't coming out if we not shooting

Yours? Yours is coming out with Detox 2

When we shot, woo, we shock

Which one of y'all niggas wanna box the King Cobra?

I'll mop ya team sober

I'm not stoppin' till they drop me in a box in a mausoleum

Sayin': here lies an artist with an audience broader than Joselyn's shoulders

Hip hop played with the flow, related to poem

The greatest to go in, favor Patrone

Maybe record a poem with Oprah and played it back for Raven Simone

Later niggas! (later niggas)

I got a crush on Queen Latifah cause I had a dream

We gotta fuck on without the Monie love

I'm wyling on these drugs

It's just me and my team and an obscene amount of girls

You can eat our dust, we playing ring around the world

[Hook:]

I said you know, that we are

Some crazy (I see dead people)

And plus, we know (I-I-I see dead people)

That we are (I, I-I, I see dead people)

Some crazy (I, I-I see dead people)

[Crooked I:]

Yea, I see 'em too with my sixth sense

They prowling while I'm browsing through your housing

With the authority to do you horribly

Leave you in 8 sections like fixed rent

While your bitch bent over extending my dick's lift

Doggystyle literally when she make my cock expand yo

And you barking up the wrong tree again

Nothing's three-dimensional, different plain of existence

The only role the clairvoyant human being can see me in

My theatrics lean, psychiatrics right

Like these raps getting ghost-written

By somebody psychopathic residing inside of my psyche's attic

Inspirin' rap shit that the coke get in

Or it might be acid, constipation

No shit and it might be magic, that's it!

Speaking of magic

All I need is a package of the Magnums and a thick snow bunny to pull off the illest rabbit in hat trick

I'm throwing verbals at you before my circles slapped you

Hey, guess what I heard

If you anti-snitch it can bring down even the greatest person, that true?

I guess so, go ask Joe Paterno statue, uh (Crazy nigga!)

The instrumental's looping, I sit in a mental institution

With screws loose in my temple, sending you simpleton delusions

Confusing your views with simple distribution

The lyrics I'm using to abuse you

[Hook]

[Joell Ortiz:]

Y'all crazy man, I ain't crazy man, tell them Swayze man

They think I'm nuts like a squirrel baby hands

Patting the ground, burying my ex-girl's new man's left testicle

Next to two stands, yellin' shady fans

Starting to rescue range of Anadelle painted grand tans

But that ain't the case man, I'm just tryna save fans from the same damn million and 80 grams

3-80 blam bars while I wipe my Ray Ban's sunny cause they can't mummy

I mean rap, y'all get the point like E.T. back in the 80's

So ease back when Ortiz rap, it's the Navy, Air Force, Army in my reese pack

Then an ABC opposition operative robot

Built by the fans who feel ya'll so not that I'll so scream yaowa when your show start

Will devour you cowards, firin' rounds from high power go karts

Till your entire town's in a shower and the soap drops

Fuck! Like the last nut who sucked my blow pop

Cause I'm charming and schlong felt like King Kong's arm and I pulled twice

Antibiotics, my psychotic is sick

Recite The Bible on the toilet cause my God I'm the shit

Grab my ipod and it skips

All you hear is the house like sittin' on Amityville couch sayin' Michael you a bitch see

See? Pumping with thorozine, I can't see

Sido, e-mail from horror scenes, see C dog

Thought I see red people like C.C. Sabathia's scum track

Maybe it's a whole bunch of dead people

[Hook]

[Joe Budden:]

Wonder why he different from these boys

My temperament's annoyed, Sigmund Freud

Belligerent on Ritalin and Rory don't

Look for a reason, all sentiment is void

Oh and pencil when I'm coy when I enter and destroy

Watch the tape slow mo and took the stand, face blam

Raised my left hand, spit on the Bible as I approached

Then grabbed the mic screamed it's over for you roaches

We can close this only thing that make me crazy, they can't figure out a motive

See I'm bipolar, you minimalize my mental strides

Memorize the track enterprises if I've been inside it

My eyes flashes meat tenderized

My heart will arise

If God put my sins aside I swear I'll start genocide

My funeral should look like a general died

Dog's there, let the kennel inside

And they'll say he insane though

Me, I'd agree with that claim though

Peep my angle, but some would say he is an angel

Never gave a fuck, druggin' way too many in my state of serenity

Keep it, How can man be here the same boat

Ain't no chokes read Fantasia with the written rainbow

Peeing, fleeing, the same clothes

It's just 2012, Lou Ferigno, just blow

Head in a fish bowl

Headed to hell, dipped in crisco

And walk over your eclipse, show me where it is

You have eaten, turned into Al Green with a phobia of grits

I know dudes that never took the fall for they body

Skipped childhood perhaps couldn't afford an Atari

Record the homie, call Ferrari, try to mawl the real Paul McCartney

You mighta thought this out awkwardly

Not neurotic, this perpetual

And homeboy that ain't saliva, it's last week's Molly residue

That demon I carry is heavy

So whoever said that's a hard pill to swallow must never met me

My new nickname's Approach With Caution

Owe me money, I resurrect if you approach that coffin

Take my kindness for weakness it would be your last error

Wrote my thin line between love and hate and mascara

Give me gasoline, pliers, cleaver don't forget the wrench

More oil on his tongue, easier to get him pitched

Slaughterhouse fuck, leaves you, you ain't get the hint

Basement full of insides, freezer full of ligaments

Let that be a warning if you eager to getting rich

Gut you niggas whole you Febreeze just to rid the stench

Your devoured, work magic with a weapon

And I'm as indecisive as D Howard you bleed coward

Be certain if you see a guy lurking through your blinds and curtains

It's Tyler Durden, and verbal, can't merge and emerge as if it's just artificial insemination

Only here for revenge cause to him it's just ventilation

Pissed off and annoyed he was goin' in incineration

By a virgin menstuating as a nurse continue racing

Truman Show his whole life, watch the demonstration

And that's one way of fuckin' the world, no penetration

Don't know what to make of you

The six sense is equal in life form but way more than unbreakable

[Outro:]

The game of the super group is being changed right now, my nigga

House gang, that's right pops, let me talk my shit before we go off

Alright pops I guess that's enough shit talking

Ya'know what I mean

Y'all know, right?


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