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Terror In The City
Shabazz The Disciple

Date Added: 2004-12-21 12:15:48

* ep on red hook records

"you know you done real good not to say anything to the man."

[chorus: shabazz the disciple]
Boyakah! boyakah!
I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
I'm causing terror in the city
Boyakah! boyakah!
I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
I'm causing terror in the city

[shabazz the disciple]
Sending niggaz to the pearly gates
I'm psyched out i got screws lose like norman bates
Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
Devils choke from the gun smoke
Once i'm prevoked, i shove a fifth long down your throat
And let you taste the steel
Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
I'm swelling devils melons up for my man ford mohammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
And one by one, i light y'all up and send your asses to king's county

[chorus]

[shabazz the disciple]
Sort of a remorse supplier
You want a nigga banked? fuck spencer, 'bazz for hire
Murder is my desire, and if you think i'm a liar
I'll send your ass to hell's fire
Chop down mc's like trees
Possessed by my knowledge of thirty-two degrees
I'm a lord of son, not a mason, mars son
You better take precautions when i step into the diamond swarming
And come equipped or your shit'll get ripped
And stay the fuck out of my face with all that adam and eve shit
I know you're wondering why i'm flipping
Cuz i got beef with the devil and you fit the description

[chorus]

[shabazz the disciple]
Sending niggaz to the pearly gates
I'm psyched out, i got screws lose like norman bates
Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
Devils choke from the gun smoke
Once i'm prevoked, i shove a fifth long down your throat
And let you taste the steel
Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
I'm swelling devils melons up for my man ford mohammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
And one by one, i light y'all up and send your asses to king's county

[chorus x2]

[shabazz the disciple]
Putting niggaz in wheelchairs, laying up with a shitty
Try to react, i'll blow your chest out your back
Finish you off with a slug to your hat
I know you're wondering why i'm flipping
Cuz i got beef with the devil and you fit the description


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