Silent Hill

Shadow P & Chink Money & K.P. (Rap) & Prophet

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Silent Hill by Shadow P (Ft. Chink Money, K.P. (Rap) & Prophet)

Release Date
Fri Jan 01 2010
Performed by
Shadow PChink Money & K.P. (Rap) & Prophet
Produced by
Shadow P
Writed by
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Shadow P laced this beat with the sample from the movie Silent Hill. He brought along his boys Chink Money, Prophet, and KP to contribute some horrorcore verses in this tale of torture and terror.

Silent Hill Lyrics

[Verse 1: Shadow P]
I feel like...
Destroying something beautiful
I feel like killing you dead, sever your head to hoist it at your funeral
The sight of red is beautiful, arresting in the vestibule
A stab to the neck and chest of dude, turn him to a vegetable
You can all end up in Shadow P's boneyard
You fucking faggot, I'm like Moses with his bone saw
I'm an addict, go nuts on a slut's face
I'm a surgeon with scalpels, an artist with duct tape
No need for humilities sweets, to run's futility beetch
Chopped up in my utility sink
I didn't mean to creep you out, just trying to figure out
Rather I'm gonna slit your throat before I eat you out
Bitches I'm the sickest, lay there and bare witness
Lay bare in my kitchen, tear off your digits
Pray to God, hope that this ain't real
That ass is mine now, I welcome you to Silent Hill

[Hook: Chink Money]
Bloodstains on your girl's white blouse and sheets
(Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep)
We will stomp you so bad it will feel like 5000 feet
(Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep)
Your worst nightmare just hopped right out your dreams
(Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep)
Ugh, tied arms and feet, try hard to breathe
I'll pry out your teeth, try now to speak

[Verse 2: Prophet]
Kill you slow, drill a hole 100 times up in your spine
You're paralyzed and now you're mine, we got nothing but time
How long can we make this last? get the matches, get the gas
Burn you slow from head to toe, get the pliers pull his traps
Pull his fingers, slice his sack, remove his kidneys, ice his back
As we sitting back and laughing, nothing burns quite like acid
It smells kinda like plastic, as I burn the flesh slow
What's your pain threshold, I'm bout to cut my next hole
Eenie meenie miny moe, what's the next toe to go?
Now you got me open bro, we just started this psycho show
I don't know when I'll be done, it'll all be over soon
Let's see it's 12 am, we can call it done by noon
But for now just stay in tune
It's just me, you, and this room
For the next 12 hours, you're about to slowly meet your doom
And you may not reach your tomb, you some meat to be consumed
I'm a beast who hasn't eat for like 3 weeks, I need some food

Hook

[Verse 3: Chink Money]
It's scary, they buried me in Pet Semetary
I've come back to put your name in obituaries
This old bitch named Mary, she dances in my mirror
She screams bloody murder but I act like I don't hear her
The voices in my head, they make me kill again
10 million sins, when will it end?
So I do what I do best, slice through your chest
Rip out your heart and fry up your flesh
Make a sandwich, throw the rest in the freezer
For breakfast tomorrow it's either Beth or Ebeneezer
Damn so many choices, damn so many voices
Stop with the noise it's making me feel nervous
And damn I got the poison
How false is it that it's off limits to give autistic women ar-senic?
Is it authentic?
Off with it, then I'm all in it while it's nice and warm
The clouds formed and I was born during a lightning storm

Hook

[Verse 4: KP]
I grab you by the neck, make you gag, cut your dick, grab your balls
Cut them off, turn your head to the left and cough
You will soon meet your doom, cauterizing all your wounds
'Fore I put you in your tomb, break your bitch up in the room
Call some hard-hitting motherfuckers, tell them bring the ruckus
Tell them break your bones in half like a hit from Dick Butkus
Man I kill you with a couple words, sic 'em
Dogs ripping flesh from your chest with an incision, you're in prison
You better tell me what I wanna hear
Otherwise you'll be drinking a 6 gallon glass of Everclear
You better spit some better shit, I thought you were a veteran
I got your new medicine, 100 pills of estrogen
I'm a caged killer, verbal rape dealer
Make your face quiver, death feels like a shiver, mine's realer
Thought you had some skill, I'mma kill you on this beat
Like now motherfucker, try now to sleep

Silent Hill Q&A

Who produced Silent Hill's ?

Silent Hill was produced by Shadow P.

When did Shadow P release Silent Hill?

Shadow P released Silent Hill on Fri Jan 01 2010.

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