Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Hitchcock Of HipHop , by - Prozak. Song from the album Tales From The Sick, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.06.2008
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
The Hitchcock Of HipHop |
| Hello ladies and gentlemen and good evening |
| You’re about to witness the sickest thing ever breathing |
| There’s no need to keep pinching yourself, you ain’t dreaming |
| Someone please shut that bitch up in the back who’s screaming |
| Some people will tell you I’m half angel, plus demon |
| Who’s purpose is to stalk the earth for gothic reasons |
| Must’ve curse at birth for what it’s worth, they pulled a heathen |
| I think them a stigmata, so my hands are breathing |
| The devil sends his regards and seasons greetings |
| For those who don’t believe in God, he’ll be meeting |
| Your life will cease, so rest in peace, your soul is leaving |
| For eternity, burning, begging and pleading |
| (Now who are you) I’m the Alfred Hitchcock of hip hop |
| (No you’re not) Don’t believe me, just wait 'til my shit drops |
| (Thought you knew) Tell sick stories with a suspense plot |
| (Come and watch) Even Edgar Allen Poe would say my shit’s hot |