Slaughterhouse

[00:09.31] (Feat. Joell Ortiz, Nino Bless, Crooked I, Royce Da 5'9")
[00:10.25] [Joell Ortiz:]
[00:10.88] I define gutter, everytime I rhyme I climb up another notch
[00:11.53] Hip hop got my spine smothered
[00:12.76] But I'll be fine brother
[00:13.55] My mind hovers above all you jive suckers
[00:14.89] Listen, that's word to my mother
[00:16.32] You throw a shot at me
[00:17.56] I'm throwing a shot back
[00:18.77] Your's is on a joint
[00:19.95] Mine's whistling by your top hat
[00:21.36] Ya I'm cool but you violate and I'll cock back
[00:23.50] Open the mac's mouth and black out like I do not rap
[00:25.97] I'm sick and tired of niggas lyin
[00:28.03] They fifth is lyin in they second drawer
[00:29.80] Next door to some bullshit they ironed
[00:31.77] Ya'll be makin up stories that them little kids be buyin
[00:34.25] I do everything my Penn State like a Nittany lion
[00:36.72] I ain't gotta mention the streets on this song
[00:38.90] To get in a nigga ass on these beats like a thong, pause
[00:41.65] Veterans co-sign me, the up and coming scared
[00:44.41] The pretty girls go? gPapi here's my underwear...
[00:47.17] Never in a hundred years I thought I'd be a rapper
[00:49.51] But in less than a hundred bars I knew I'd be a factor
[00:51.96] I'm PS4 in HD and the screen is plasma
[00:54.68] You're Atari 2600 with a weak adapter
[00:57.09] Between us the gap's so crazy
[00:59.37] I'm Gucci, Louis V, you're Gap, Old Navy
[01:02.30] I get coochie in the V, you attract no ladies
[01:04.63] You're suburb, I'm gutter where it make cat's go crazy
[01:07.11] [Nino Bless:]
[01:07.71] Fuck a lecture, ain't tryin to be Pun's sucessor
[01:10.28] That term's done fucka, what up whatever
[01:12.30] You bird's is food
[01:14.05] I'm about to pluck some feathers, I'm young and clever,
[01:16.25] Plus, clutch under pressure, yup! who does this better?
[01:19.45] Walk around with metal all on me like the front of Shredder
[01:22.95] I lust for cheddar, you owe me
[01:25.08] Leave holes in your vest that'll open your chest like a sunken treasure
[01:27.92] I'm somethin' like a phenomenon
[01:30.52] Droppin' bombs for fun then dining in hell during Ramadan
[01:33.33] Whatever I'm rhymin' on, or whoever I tear em apart
[01:37.18] Swear on my pops, no fear in my heart
[01:39.53] Shit, been through it all
[01:41.50] Done swam with the sharks, snapped fins with my jaws
[01:43.62] I'm all that, and a bag of the baddest piff
[01:46.53] Off a brick of hash mixed with acid hits
[01:49.58] Like sick cracker shit
[01:50.17] Get back dumb birds I ignore the hype
[01:52.25] Click clack, Yung Berg if you flossin ice
[01:54.99] Dog, cross me twice, can't afford the price
[01:57.33] It'll cost you, I'll off your life
[01:59.47] You soft, I told you I'm raw white
[02:01.56] When I'm on this mic, the mourn at Knight
[02:03.75] Don't wanna see mornin' light
[02:05.23] And I feel like I'm forced to fight
[02:07.45] When the chips are down like Ponch fallin' of his bike
[02:10.15] Of course my metaphors are type awesome, right
[02:13.30] I got em in awe, my aura's Jordan like
[02:15.66] What's really poppin', who's diddy boppin'
[02:18.27] You was a willy
[02:19.41] Now you all Common and really conscious
[02:20.88] I ain't with that silly nonsense
[02:22.45] I really pop shit
[02:23.81] My gun stay cocked like Biggie's optics
[02:25.63] I stay evolvin, but grown bitter
[02:28.41] On your grave they carvin? gfucked with the wrong nigga...
[02:30.77] [Crooked I:]
[02:31.59] I don't write I kill a pen leak his blood on the page
[02:33.19] I breathe bars, like oxygen locked my lungs in a cage
[02:35.50] Instrumentals get fucked on the stage, a pedophile
[02:37.82] Unless I dig in the crates, and fuck with somethin my age
[02:40.73] Forever vow to never smile when I'm at peace
[02:43.08] Only when I'm eatin' the deceased like kiesh
[02:45.45] Only when my enemies eternal organs are a smorgasborg in the feast
[02:48.84] The dahmer with melanin and let em in the belly of the beast
[02:51.50] You'll be missin' till fisherman see your corpse
[02:54.09] I'll be in Michigan stickin' a chickin
[02:55.92] In my Michelin ready to pigeon pitch again
[03:01.18] From Switzerland to New York
[03:02.25] I was whippin' Bently's before them pictures up in the Source
[03:03.02] I'm a gorilla behind these bars, on some zoo shit
[03:04.51] Shoot you while you're talkin, on some news camera crew shit
[03:06.92] Sicker then flying in past tense, on some flu shit
[03:09.79] Day old asshole flow, I drop new shit
[03:14.07] Exclusive, you don't want it in fact
[03:14.75] I'll have the doctors operating on the front of your back
[03:16.94] Tryin to keep your stomach intact
[03:19.01] The spiritual you, leavin your body he don't wanna go back
[03:21.15] That's when the tunnel go black
[03:23.00] I'll send your soul to the atmosphere
[03:25.28] Fuck outta here, and your ring tone rap career
[03:27.46] It's Crooked I, the face of east side Long Beach
[03:30.68] Put your ear to the street, so you can hear my heartbeat
[03:32.84] [Royce Da 59:]
[03:33.48] I hope niggas know
[03:34.82] I'll show up to ya show
[03:35.95] I'll show up where you go
[03:36.86] Show up to ya door
[03:37.91] 4's will explode shells
[03:39.25] For they hit the flo'
[03:40.25] I know niggas know
[03:41.13] I got an open window flow
[03:42.58] I air shit out
[03:43.84] In the D' they used to call me Mayor Royce
[03:46.09] Now they call me Clay Davis
[03:47.82] Guess why?
[03:49.44] Shiiiiiiiiiieeett
[03:51.28] Cause when it come to them words
[03:52.55] You know I wear shit out
[03:54.43] I write rhymes like white lines
[03:56.43] On the nose tray
[03:57.78] Ice cold, Ice Cube flow like O'Shea
[03:59.55] Riding shot gun with Chris Martin my DJ
[04:02.35] Not the white boy, but I'm down for the Coldplay
[04:05.57] Forever stay violent, better stay silent
[04:07.92] Hammers stay hummin'
[04:08.81] Like strummin' the mandolin or violin
[04:10.61] Speaking of, I done played into the violence
[04:12.54] More then my nigga Charles Hamilton played Sonic
[04:15.16] I wrap niggas up, clap niggas up, scrap niggas up
[04:18.22] Either that or we gon' slap niggas up
[04:20.82] Dump dirt on you right before I go into my Maino mode
[04:23.43] If I smell the scent of Yung Berg on ya
[04:25.82] Till it ain't no more, ain't no dough
[04:27.87] Get into his ass cause I ain't opposed
[04:29.62] I'm a living anal probe
[04:31.24] I'm a lame-a-phobe
[04:32.54] Matter fact my nigga Jumpoff can I keep goin?
[04:34.48] (WHY THE FUCK NOT!)
[04:36.05] When I was a teen, I used to pack a .380
[04:38.39] Now I'm spittin', sittin' between Shady and Jay
[04:40.64] I pull da jeans down on my bitch and then wave
[04:43.49] Cause the pussy Max B wavy when she ain't shave
[04:46.17] I leave the booth smellin' like somebody ain't sprayed
[04:48.88] I would talk about Kimbo but I ain't crazy
[04:51.78] I'm like Marty McFly
[04:53.81] Goin back in time and dissin' his momma nigga you can't fade me
[04:56.04] [Joe Budden:]
[04:56.67] They say he a bastard for real
[04:59.36] Then they see the ass on his girl
[05:00.07] So they wonderin', why he so mad at the world
[05:01.81] I take it out on tracks, I R.I.P. it
[05:05.14] So even to the producer it's hard to I.D. it
[05:07.02] Bars tremendous, it's in your best interest
[05:09.37] I insist your men just, do your best Bish's rendish
[05:13.41] Endless, move more then 2 inches
[05:15.55] My blood'll boil like I got a big skin cyst
[05:18.58] So end this, or see me manana
[05:20.83] Or see the speed of a llama
[05:22.69] Underground prima donna
[05:23.35] That ain't hard to find popppin' E in a Honda
[05:24.16] With hands like E. Honda, he a monster
[05:25.61] I love war it's like my pet peeve kinda
[05:30.58] But for us to even beef you should be honored
[05:33.17] My dick gettin hard, I see vagina, PAUSE
[05:35.89] Nah, rewind each line each time
[05:38.41] Speak mind and meet 9, mano e mano
[05:40.80] When it rains it pours grab a teflon poncho
[05:43.02] You now fuckin' with Mouse, the head honcho
[05:46.09] Nigga I could fit your house in my condo
[05:48.86] I walk around like ratchets been legalized
[05:51.32] Just me and the desert eagle, and the eagle eye
[05:54.33] Closed casket, now you having a box, wait
[05:56.55] Zipper over your head, dude's calling you crotch face
[05:58.80] So ya'll could bump swag like us
[06:01.61] But the next time rap's discussed
[06:03.84] Add this as a plus
[06:04.90] Don't nobody hit the pad like us
[06:06.74] And would get up in that ass
[06:08.22] But the fags might bust
[06:09.67] And since poppin' tags is a must
[06:11.81] I hit the bank and all I do is withdrawl
[06:14.33] Chicks removing they drawls
[06:17.02] Now your crew is in awe
[06:19.73] How you ball?
[06:20.51] Your jewels from a cubicle in the mall
[06:21.04] You gon' need another processor,
[06:22.58] To process it, I'll set it
[06:23.20] I said it!
[06:23.98] So keep running around hot headed
[06:26.48] Till you get hot leaded
[06:27.95] Till everything but your torso on you is prosthetic
[06:29.94] Digest it, niggas is pie-thetic
[06:32.59] Rap what you can't afford, ya'll must got credit
[06:35.24] All you gotta know is Crooked I, Royce, Bless & Joell
[06:38.31] With Joe spell, NO L!
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