Fuckin` Wit Dis Click Lyrics

Fuckin` Wit Dis Click lyrics

?Scream?
How can you have faith in a god
That can not even control
creation
How can he lead you to salvation
There is no hope in chaos
only
Welcome to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity
(eternity)

(Juicy J)
The end of the world
I can see it
comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start
Huntin'
For these
niggas that talk shit
Man these hoes will never quit until ya
Leave'em
hangin' from a tree or thrown
In a ditch
Which one of you
Niggas think
you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let'em
feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge
Backed up by an A-K
Fore you go to bed
at night you bitches
Better kneel and pray
Cause when it's business
We
takin' care our business
I'm clappin' on any of a witness
Or any who wanna
get in it
Man this shit is real
Not them stories you put in your
raps
Not even that bullshit you talk behind
A nigga back
Let me make
it simple and plain
Run up and you'll get your brains-blown
To the side
of the curb with that plastic
Thang-thang nina glock 19
With the 20
clip
You don't wanna fuck with this
You don't wanna fuck with
this

Chorus x4
Therefore all you clicks, and you clans
And you
crews
Fuckin',fuckin' with this click
And we gon' bring it to your
ass

(Koopsta Knicca)
Man for what any crime I swear I'll
die
Before I do some time
Bitch the Koopsta massive when I murder
With
the muthafuckin' plastic nine
Corpses that we tortured in the chevy
Voices
won't let me rest
Could this be the end yet
Or a message sent from Satan
(nigga omens)
They open the gates of horror
For them horror lords
We
tortured the cases who arrested
The faces of triple six
That which is
sorcerer
(Kill that bitch, chop that bitch)
Or you might get caught on a
crucifix
I'm sick of that burning inside of my
Cradle I'm wishin' that He
could just come
Yet
This nina gots no trigger so I'm clickin'
Real
quick like a serial killa mon'
Straight from that cell for real'a
I'll
buck you dead my nigga
And it's a shame when I dropped'em off
The break
mane
In return I got no thangs
I went in dark room fool Koop be
jackin'
For their thang
Everytime I see's you slippin'
I go into a my
Mac-10 (Mac-10)
Victims of my devil's playground
Come burn with me until
the end

Chorus x4

(Lord Infamous)
Totin' the dead body over my
shoulder
And sure to break out with my shovel
Or let evil look
forward
And I start to dig up and toss in the body
And give up more money
as bank of the sore
Three seperate bodies hacked up with a axe
And I think
a big sack
Been chewed up by rats
I'm just writing these poems
They
bring to renown cause a triple six
Night to rescore
Split rists with
nee-dles in my fists
And amidst', thy clicks, of tricks
No I'm not a
Christian
But I'm mentally ill and I don't
Understand all the
reasons
Well I think it's killin' season
And neither does my
schitzophrenic friends
So therefore nigga due to my
mental
Defocalty
Scarecrow is only entertained
By helping enemies
bleed
Let all the bodies soak in all the blood
Let's go smoke with that
chick with no pity
I bloody cut chop up they shell goes in
20
gauge
Finally thinkin' like I was fright-nit-ting
I'm havin'no
thoughts
Of the lives I've done lost
When I'm blazin' that stupid gauge
fire
Cause I'm havin' a halloween slaughter
It turned my gun
focal
Just thank Micheal Myers
No mutilation's paralyzations
Got no
patience when I'm chasin'
Down a patient
Tryin' to thwart
assassination

Chorus x4

(Dj Paul)
I'm on a cross loose up off
these
Cut me free (cut me free)
I'l draw your portrait if you put
me
Down on my feet (down on my feet)
My cross turns upside down
And
finally I'm loose
I flip the land and released up of some
Sinners
Scarecrow and the Juice
I look to the sky and all I could say was
"Well
finally it's on again"
No lord could stop us now
Cause the demons reborn
again
My praise
The first power found me
So I could never
cower
Without a mind fool murder bust and bounce
I'll tell you half about
this antichrist
Look into my eyes tell me what you see
The demonic man
about scarecrowism
Saints can you feel me
I try for years and
years
Sinkin' this one day of depression
Stormy weather and church
bells
Ringin' to the election of a new-follower
Follow me into the
trees
Watch me rob Adam
And watch me rape Eve
In this eve-much
destruction
Most will probably wonder
With Dj Paul, the Triple Six
click
And Hell take'em under

-Laughter-

(Juicy J)
Bitch,
now never

-Laughter-

-Sounds of rain and church bells fade-