SlaughtaHouse "Diggadome" (Intro)
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This is MC Negro
And this is the Ignant MC
And this is our new motherfuckin' single
Our new shit! (Slaughtahouse!)
This shit is called Slaughtahouse (Negrooo!)
Comin' off our last platinum LP (Platinum LP!)
"Shit's Real, Killin' Motherfuckers Dead" (Killin' em dead!)
And this is how we gonna rock shit for the nine-trey!
Here come the craziest niggas on earth
Cutthroats, ever since birth
Blood and guts are gonna spill
'Cause it's murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!
Chainsaw in my holster
Barb-wire rope, and I'll hang ya like a poster
So when I grab my axe you better drop
'Cause I "Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop!"
In the Slaughtahouse!
Yo, Ignant MC! (What's up?)
Show these niggas what the dress code is! (Alright!)
Strictly Raiders and Kings, yeah
Only wear black, and I don't know how to act (No more)
So come and take a chance, and
Mess around with the black Charles Manson
Body parts in the freezer
I'm not Jeffery Dahmer, but I'll slaughta ya momma
So open up the door
To the Slaughtahouse, so I could kill a little more
Yeah, motherfucker! (Yeah!)
This is MC Negro, and this the Ignant MC!
And this shit is real over here (Motherfucker, real real!)
This is the brand new LP
It's called "Brains on the Sidewalk" (Brains on the Sidewalk!)
And all we wanna do now,
Is murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill!
One two, one two
This is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year
Time for the weak-ass, wack-ass, no skills, negative, anti-everything
MCs to get shut down, they getting slaughta'd
Death to the wack MCs, death to the wack MCs
Death to the wack MCs, death to the wack MCs
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse)
Too many suckas get paid, too many wack records getting played
Too much money being made, it's time for the wack to get slayed
Take these suckas to war Ace, take 'em to war!
It's the Jeep (Ass Niguh), it's the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Whatcha know about the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
It's the Jeep (Ass Niguh), it's the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Here we go with the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Never hear me talking "I could kill a man"
Started making records but I'm still a fan
I'll take you down, I'll break your crown
I'll make you frown, I'll wake your town
Tick, check it out, tock, I rock your whole block
Got the funk dialect in stock
With the boom, bashing, bass drum is smashing
And crashing your bedroom walls, and monster mashing
Dashing, man with the kick, that be flying
Kids don't be trying, this trick 'cause I'm scien-
-Tifical, ninety-nine rappers wanna kill
To sound ill, you couldn't find their brains with a drill, check it
"What a funny little house!"
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse)
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, it's like a playpen
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, there's no escaping
This is the place where freestyling skills
Are sharp like axes, and suckas get the chills
Drum is the cash, like a rash you'll be itching
For the green and, everybody's talking like they're mean and
Crazy, oh baby, you're ready, for this, yo
Make me, a poster, holding, a pistol
Then I can be the (man), I can be the (man)
'Cause they see me with the gun in my hand
I, am not, down with the standard
The man did, not do, what every other man did
Candid, just like the man Allen Funts
And there's nothing worse than, a rapper when he fronts
So throw your hands up in the air. if you really don't care
About the next man's life, you get the chair
In the Slaughtahouse
"The price a rapper must pay"
Whassup, kid, you hear that new album "Brains on the Sidewalk"
Yeah, it's phat, right? Yeah, I like that part,
"Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!"
Y'know, that's what it's all about
Yeah, I'm gonna be just like that when I grow up
You think I ain't?
This is a brand new year for motherfuckers' heads to start bursting
Masta Ace Incorporated
Ace, Lord Digga, Shiloh, Eyceurok, the Brooklynites
And the Floor Builder
Watch your back, black man
Your biggest enemy's in the mirror
Long is the road to freedom from self-destruction
The Slaughtahouse, breeds death
Death to the faggot-ass average wack MC's
And death of the original man, turned killer man
And this is the Ignant MC
And this is our new motherfuckin' single
Our new shit! (Slaughtahouse!)
This shit is called Slaughtahouse (Negrooo!)
Comin' off our last platinum LP (Platinum LP!)
"Shit's Real, Killin' Motherfuckers Dead" (Killin' em dead!)
And this is how we gonna rock shit for the nine-trey!
Here come the craziest niggas on earth
Cutthroats, ever since birth
Blood and guts are gonna spill
'Cause it's murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!
Chainsaw in my holster
Barb-wire rope, and I'll hang ya like a poster
So when I grab my axe you better drop
'Cause I "Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop!"
In the Slaughtahouse!
Yo, Ignant MC! (What's up?)
Show these niggas what the dress code is! (Alright!)
Strictly Raiders and Kings, yeah
Only wear black, and I don't know how to act (No more)
So come and take a chance, and
Mess around with the black Charles Manson
Body parts in the freezer
I'm not Jeffery Dahmer, but I'll slaughta ya momma
So open up the door
To the Slaughtahouse, so I could kill a little more
Yeah, motherfucker! (Yeah!)
This is MC Negro, and this the Ignant MC!
And this shit is real over here (Motherfucker, real real!)
This is the brand new LP
It's called "Brains on the Sidewalk" (Brains on the Sidewalk!)
And all we wanna do now,
Is murder, murder, murder, kill, kill, kill!
One two, one two
This is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year
Time for the weak-ass, wack-ass, no skills, negative, anti-everything
MCs to get shut down, they getting slaughta'd
Death to the wack MCs, death to the wack MCs
Death to the wack MCs, death to the wack MCs
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse)
Too many suckas get paid, too many wack records getting played
Too much money being made, it's time for the wack to get slayed
Take these suckas to war Ace, take 'em to war!
It's the Jeep (Ass Niguh), it's the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Whatcha know about the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
It's the Jeep (Ass Niguh), it's the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Here we go with the Jeep (Ass Niguh)
Never hear me talking "I could kill a man"
Started making records but I'm still a fan
I'll take you down, I'll break your crown
I'll make you frown, I'll wake your town
Tick, check it out, tock, I rock your whole block
Got the funk dialect in stock
With the boom, bashing, bass drum is smashing
And crashing your bedroom walls, and monster mashing
Dashing, man with the kick, that be flying
Kids don't be trying, this trick 'cause I'm scien-
-Tifical, ninety-nine rappers wanna kill
To sound ill, you couldn't find their brains with a drill, check it
"What a funny little house!"
(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse)
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, it's like a playpen
Welcome to my Slaughtahouse, there's no escaping
This is the place where freestyling skills
Are sharp like axes, and suckas get the chills
Drum is the cash, like a rash you'll be itching
For the green and, everybody's talking like they're mean and
Crazy, oh baby, you're ready, for this, yo
Make me, a poster, holding, a pistol
Then I can be the (man), I can be the (man)
'Cause they see me with the gun in my hand
I, am not, down with the standard
The man did, not do, what every other man did
Candid, just like the man Allen Funts
And there's nothing worse than, a rapper when he fronts
So throw your hands up in the air. if you really don't care
About the next man's life, you get the chair
In the Slaughtahouse
"The price a rapper must pay"
Whassup, kid, you hear that new album "Brains on the Sidewalk"
Yeah, it's phat, right? Yeah, I like that part,
"Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill!"
Y'know, that's what it's all about
Yeah, I'm gonna be just like that when I grow up
You think I ain't?
This is a brand new year for motherfuckers' heads to start bursting
Masta Ace Incorporated
Ace, Lord Digga, Shiloh, Eyceurok, the Brooklynites
And the Floor Builder
Watch your back, black man
Your biggest enemy's in the mirror
Long is the road to freedom from self-destruction
The Slaughtahouse, breeds death
Death to the faggot-ass average wack MC's
And death of the original man, turned killer man