Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Scary-Us , by - Flatlinerz. Song from the album U.S.A., in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2012
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Scary-Us |
| This is scary-us |
| We can make you delirious |
| You should have a healthy fear of us |
| Too much of us is dangerous |
| It’s the Undertaker with the bags of the boom |
| Open up a tomb, bad corpse, I consume |
| So follow me down this path unto the left |
| Doctor death, I piece the flesh like a chef |
| Insides we shook when I cook tasty |
| Human flesh and blood’s go good with pastry, hate me |
| So bust your gats, you cannot kill that |
| Whatchu can’t see fleek, so how can it feast? |
| Infra reign supreme, I make 'em all scream |
| Decompose your corpse when I’ve risen from a dream |
| Morphine, I fiend for more spleens, so what do you mean? |
| Demon of evil, it’s eye slaughtering the scene |
| So you go to church to try to clear up your sense |
| I can’t stop the madness, Tempest Wins! |
| It’s a bigger digger figure deceased nigga |
| Finger will pick the trigger, doing drive-by's in the Vicka |
| You’re a MVP to shepherd dead body |
| And I envy thee that try to cross country |
| So who wanna wanna wanna slay that man tonight? |
| But don’t fright, I betcha won’t pack my tec in my but yet again |
| It’s a Flatline domain for using my name in vain |
| I’m able to produce more aims, more aims (choking heads) |
| I put 'em in order, demons, I thwart 'em |
| The 666, I caught 'em, tort 'em, and deport 'em |
| A sartorial disaster, moving faster, blaster |
| Uprising, surprising, guising, analyzing |
| Erase from your temptation, creating human inflation |
| Who might like dwell in the heated destination? |
| One twist of this makes me pissed so you won’t be dismissed |
| Vanish black fist in the abyss |
| This is scary-us, a test of the |
| Emergency, you better beware of us 'cause we |
| Left to cause gets pushing with your brains |
| As ceiling’s drip, drip, dripping like it was raining |
| I got a sharp pain inside of my cranium |
| I keep hearing the screams of teens when I’ll be aiming 'em |
| They try to attack then I flip and turn to Wolfman Jack |
| Rigor mortis, it’s sword swing stack |
| Who’s that, behind the door, coming for you? |
| Are you sure you locked the door? |
| ('Cause we’re horrible) |
| Human race erased the place, killing for days |
| Filling the graves in your blood is how I get paid |
| You’re all welcome to my graveyard, slave |
| Hard as I, burn you alive, now he’s alive |
| This is the ary-us, coming to bury you in a box |
| This is scary-us, so scary-us |