LSP Shit

[Verse 1: SCUM]
I ain't fucking right man, quick to start a fight man
Drenching their clothes in gasoline and offering you a light man
You're making me feel the fright man, taking your fucking sight man
Packing an axe for all your necks and stalking you in the night man
Motherfucking psycho, off my medications
Only run from F.B.I. from all of those strangulations
Gruesome mutilation, sick decapitations
Guilty as charged of all the crimes and all the violations of the human right to live and to die of aging
Serial killers on the loose and cops are fucking raging
Get your fucking gauge and lock up all your doors
Cause if I get inside your house I chop up all them whores
That you're calling wifey, that you're calling daughter
Knocking you out and tying you up and making you watch the slaughter
Of the ones you love the most, SCUM is fucking heartless
You can cry and you can beg, I'm killing 'em all regardless

[Chorus: SCUM]
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit

[Verse 2: Fiasco Andretti]
I've been kicking and punching, stealing kids lunches
Doing lots of dumb shit, Fiasco got that fight shit
Stab you with a knife shit
Turn the blade clockwise, sideways until your eyes pulsate
I ain't a fair fighter, I'm like a dog-bite from Pits and Rotts
You got a hoe, watch that bitch get dropped
I'm out of line, the character's irate
Twist your fucking arms, soon enough they're gonna break (Snap)
I need a great blunt and a safe, we don't have it
I'm take SCUM over the trunk and spray guns
So what the fuck
I'm the reason LSP's new beats are fucking banging in your trunk, you better recognize
Let me hear a whoop whoop, or me and Borey are gonna break into your new Coupe
You ain't shit just doodoo
Just poopoo fucking with these hooligans of SCUM's crew

[Chorus: SCUM]
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit

[Verse 3: Qrem Dela Qrem]
More frightening than Michael Jackson tipped your kids with his Jesus Juice
Or R. Kelly pissing and shitting on them underage youths
I snap limbs, crush chins, break jaws
Smoke dro, dig murder, fuck off
Y'all know me, I keep it bloody as can be
Running down the popular Whigs like a fucking Cherokee And if you wanna taste the dark side, come on in
Pull out the Ouija, light some some candles, slit my fucking wrists
Watch the crimson river flow, drip drip drip drip
Why you looking and acting like a scared little bitch?
You wanted the underground swift, now I'm gonna conjure that shit
A painted serpent beast with four hundred different heads
Eight-hundred arms and the same amount of legs
It's called the 303 from Parts Unknown and it'll eat yo ass alive just cause I told it so
Don't blame it on me, it's just the fam and how we roll

[Chorus: SCUM]
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit

[Verse 4: Borey]
Chin checking, West repping on my tippy toes
Black Dickies, brownies, plastic Glocks, hollow tips and snubbed nose
Infrared dots, buckshots in my enemies
Thirty-two shots a second, you motherfuckers is catching these (Grra)
The most hated, underrated, I'm violent and vicious
Military monitor try you, wind up with the fishes
Swiss cheese that vintage, nine millimeter slug pierce that dental
Tough talk, getting toe-tagged, body bag, your plastic is sentimental
Don't let that light skin fool you
Semi-jacket and .44 caliber slug topped off with super glue tryna do you
Put a fat bullet hole through you
Lead piercing that poopoo
Punk nigga trying that shit you must be Fruit Loops
Get two scoops of kill shit
Bucking shots with real clips
Niggas feel that, still spit
They can't deal with that realness
I'm bored and thinking they brought you the mile high rider
I'll creep and crawl through the town biting bitches up like a spider (Ugh)

[Chorus: SCUM]
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit
LSP got sick shit, hit you with a brick shit
Rape you for a week shit, dump you in the creek shit
Borey got that kill shit, Fiasco got the fight shit, SCUM I got that sick shit, Qrem he got that fright shit