Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Evil Deedz, artist - Mr. Shadow. Date of issue: 15.05.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Evil Deedz |
| Yeah, it’s the shadow of your death |
| One more time at your ass |
| Money and Greed caused all these eveil deeds |
| So watch your ass mothafucka |
| I can hear them evil voices callin my name |
| My mental state is at it’s peak |
| I’m chokin you son of bitches and ditches is where you sleep |
| I creep through the night with daggers bow an arrows machetes |
| These mothauckas better be ready I’m bringing hell on them like Freddy |
| On daily bases I’m smashin faces not leavin traces you hate this |
| You’re not even knowing when ever you’re going to the wrong places |
| At the wrong time that I’m doing my krime |
| If you cross that line your ass is mine |
| I’m sneaking up from behind slashin your neck not wasting no time |
| My rhymes be causing dreams that cause death |
| Like meth I got your sprung |
| I got you picturin shit like dippin acid on your tongue |
| I hung around with crazies way before I was teen |
| Packing a Glock not given a fuck I’m puttin an end to all your dreams |
| It seems like I’m surrounded be vultures beggin for torture |
| I told all you petty fools not to fuck with this soldiers |
| I’m colding then avalanches it takes a master mind to plan this |
| And you’re askin how I handled this with pictables and axes |
| Fool you should of been known |
| That I be the one holding the key to where you go |
| So close your eyes mothafucka |
| Fool you should of been known |
| That I be the one holding the key to where you go |
| It’s time to die mothafucka |
| Late night I got you tossin and turnin your soul is burning |
| At first you thought it was a dream but no longer returnin |
| As you lie but naked like a body inside of a tomb |
| You got suspended animation as I slept in your room |
| It’s The Shadow «One Man Battalion» better not be on my horizon |
| Cause I’m dressin in disguises open up to see with your eye |
| Suprisin the rival when you least expect it |
| Ain’t no surivivors or wintness cause that just unexcepted |
| My finger is tempted to pull the trigger and blow a mothafucka to peices |
| I’m seperating them uncles from all their nephews and nieces |
| So Jesus help these bastards stay away from the sicko |
| And if you need a little help then give this demon a whistle |
| The pistol is bustin I’m trustin no one but myself |
| And you better be ready for wars when ever you hear me up at your doors |
| No more suprises so close your eyes and don’t resist |
| In the gallery of evil all we do is triple 6 bitch |
| Canibusateva got me thinkin my plot |
| And how I want these mothafuckas covered up with my shots |
| When the Glock pops and the fool drops |
| I’m leavin no evidence for the cops |
| Fuck those punk I’ll buck them too and stash their limbs in the slums |
| The circumstances gettin critical with this lyrical demon |
| I’m leavin you weak sons of bitches in ditches no longer breathen |
| I’m hearin your mother cry and you’re trying hard to survive |
| Mothafuck you and your momma cause you’re both bout to die |
| So I look in your eyes and ask you how does it feel |
| Do know in a matter of moments you’ll see your mother get killed |
| Get chills up and down your spine you can feel your stomach turning |
| Nausiated for the fact that it’s murder I’m yearin |
| So burnin them crusifixes Satan bless me with them 6's |
| Getting rid of them noises mothauckas all in my business |
| You witness you die, mothafucka don’t ask me |
| You’s a dead mothafucka any ways so shut your eyes |
| Oh yeah, and keep in mind |
| That what ever you do, what ever time it is |
| And what ever plot you’re doing |
| I’m there to witness it 24/7 on the clock |
| Ha Ha and it don’t stop |