Mad Fright Night

[Intro]
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Be the Lo-Down clique
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights

[Verse 1]
I release like a trigger to shock, I cause panic
MC's now wonder if rhymes is automatic
Episodes of psychotic terror, hallucinatin' up here (Ha ha ha ha ha)
Images like the desert mirage
Dizzy 8 silhouette 'til they leak and collapse
Front line of combat, through the eyes of a gat
Hit the Top Ten Most Wanted for makin' Mike, Sir Killa B
Armed for danger, caution except
Won't leave where chalk marks the spot
Where I left your body parts
Deadly like venom, strangle holds like a python
Never felt fear unless fear was out of reach
I pursued it and it's hard to lick his blood off my blades
Damage on site, I'm leaving scars in contact
Rhymes is overweight until I sink this fuckin' island
Meet the reckless nigga, Rapture, will only harm
Lo-Down enters the mind so sick it's off the norm

[Chorus]
Bow, get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights, now
Get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights, yeah

[Verse 2]
Now the razors under my tongue
A nigga insane, you'll get done
Fuck around with this, you'll get hung
As I twist you like a sister, the paranoid assure ya
Crazy's what I be, remember that when I do's ya
'Cause I blows up like the Hiroshima
With the focus that cap the pure excess screaming of my rather manner
I'm known like the star spangled banner
For the shit that I project, it stops all debates
As I close my fist to make a nigga's head spin
Swell up his eye, pow, then break his fuckin' chin

[Verse 3]
Death row electric chair with your brains all set to fry
Hey, if I let ya go ya punk do ya think that you could fly like
Macaulay Culkin out ya mansion I be stalkin'
Ready to devour, munch on your fuckin' bone marrow, 'nuff said
I'm sick and I'm quick to bust ya shit
'Cause you live a double life I got 'em switchin' like, uh, oh my gosh
It's my twisted styles that amaze
'Cause I be rippin' niggas up with count 'em ten rusty razor blades
Your style was secondhand, a Salvation Army brand
You need to hang get the fuck out, well, like the Ku Klux Klan
Sick like the hippies, they be feeding me Gravy Train
Despicable, I eat your ass up just like I'm mange
I'm more deadly than a full blown case of AIDS
An extra dose of gonorrhea that starts drippin' from ya rear
That's what you get when you try to get erotic
I be leavin' you to suffer without any antibiotics
Ya mad retarded, go get some Hooked on Phonics
I'm fuckin' with ya G, ya didn't know I was bionic

[Chorus]
Ay, yo
Bow, get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights, now
Get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights
Yo, get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights, now
Get a grip, swarm left and right
Lo-Down clique will cause ya mad fright nights
Now baby out now