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scepaz - welcome to the terrordome lyrics

[verse 1: scepaz]

judas left a message said “you disrespecting”
if life was a cartoon you’d look like him i reckon
i deaden alphabets and you really got guns?!?
heard your track now i’m scared to call shotgun
pretty much i’m angel face hot son/sun
want sp-ce so much i run star jumps
need a change see me chasing a metre maid
beat the perfect beat now it’s deemed re-arranged
bambaataa couldn’t put it past the
soup n-z- -ssault insults now who’s laughing?
you hardly hard at all i’m barred from bar brawls
got a way/weigh with words jenny craig call
email hanging with them she-males
swear she was transgender now i heard she’s male
i’d believe that based on your rhymes and raps
nice guy though my alter ego’s back!

[verse 2: kaye]

venom, skepaz, kaye, yeah we up in tracks
even blind chicky’s buy digi’s just to picture that
(picture that) getting legless we still kickin tracks
rugged frees like double d’s yeah they feelin that
grenade with no pin call me hectic
jett and i heard your raps we both been sceptic’s
think your’e fat your a joke man anorexic
leave your show just to get flin’stoned man – fredrick (wilma)
everytime i’m right cause you going left b-tch
and i ain’t your mate unless i checkin you in chess kids (checkmate)
chess kids think you better than the next kids
give it some time you’ll be deader than the rest is
rest in peace real style – biggie (rip)
you ain’t men you’s are mice like, mickey
wannabattle we can run dmc – tricky
heard your street, but you ain’t got a p. diddy

[verse 3: venom]

chinese whispers of the game doubt the gossip
i’m a scientologist bringing tom cruise out the closet
i’m off it!!! look at all the dribble i drop
they’re not little pills officer i eat skittles alot {aww ur off ya head}
i ….. nah i just doodlen
you want my autograph here’s my nuts just googlem!!
i’m a hole in one i’m always under par
you need support to keep ya bars up here’s a wonder bra
no wonder bra i’m lots fresher and you nots better
you nots a man just a b-tch thats a cross dresser {b-tch}
it’s like tic tac bro you get crossed in it
back by popular demand kaye p-ss the cough syrup
i’m not rappin i’m talkin in a spit tense
tappin into the psyche of bruce willises sixth sense
i’m the support act who gave the headliner stage fright
venom put the v into h i….

- scepaz lyrics

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