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shaggy 2 dope - techniques & tactics lyrics

[intro: violent j & sh-ggy 2 dope]
“665 ways to die. choose one!”
”wicked clowns!”

[verse 1: violent j & sh-ggy 2 dope]
a mother f-ckin’ nine iron, b-tch (fore!)
i said a nine iron‚ b-tch (way!)
your brain’s oozed right out the crack in your skull
where i crack that sh-t (i smack that sh-t)
i got that rattlesnake bite (sweet!)
a venomous rattlesnake bite (woo!)
pit dug in my bas-m-nt full of ‘em b-tches
i do murder right (yeah!)
a f-ckin’ roman candle (ha!)
b-tch boy‚ a roman candle (yeah! yeah! yeah!)
light it with a zippo‚ shove that sh-t down your throat
flammable (throat, flammable)
a hammer and nail
ordinary hammer and nail (get ‘em!)
tie you up in a chair, nail that windpipe shut
you thinkin’ stale! (ha ha ha!)

[chorus]
my k!llin’ techniques and tactics
keep fillin’ up caskets
you’re mine (you’re mine)
all mine (all mine)
still chillin’ zipped up in plastic
and kept up as ashes
it’s time (it’s time)
your time (your time)

[verse 2: project born]
i’m talkin’ duct tape‚ you b-tch
yeah, i’m screamin’ out duct tape, you b-tch
put your body in the river where n-body else can hear you
now you’re swimming with the fish‚ stupid b-tch
yeah, i’m talkin’ about shotgun sh-lls
yeah, i’m talkin’ about shotgun sh-lls
mother f-cker, you die when you f-ckin’ with the born dead three
sendin’ y’all straight to h-ll
let’s count ‘em. say, one, two, three
let’s count ‘em. say, one, two, three
freak hoes in my bed, now they wanna give me head
now they wanna meet the homies, icp
yeah, i’m rollin’ with the k!llers and thugs
yeah, i’m rollin’ with the k!llers and thugs
they creep up on you with a f-ckin’ chainsaw
stickin’ that b-tch right to your mug

[post-chorus]
you can’t fight it, be delighted
that you’re findin’ it ever so wickedly
“mother f-cker! you got k!lled and stabbed!”
my k!llin’ techniques and tactics
keep fillin’ up caskets
you’re mine (you’re mine)

[verse 3: sh-ggy 2 dope]
a toilet, you b-tch (yeah!)
yeah, ho, a toilet, you b-tch (get down!)
load that sh-t up all week, never flush (get down!)
drown your head in that sh-t
a f-ckin’ shopping cart (“huh?”)
a kroger shopping cart
smoke this much meth, ‘cause i can ‘en beat you
with a godd-mn shopping cart!
a mr. socko puppet (ha ha!)
a mr. socko puppet (yeah!)
southwest strangle you dead in a mandible paw
with a one-handed grip (come on!)
king kong, mother f-cker!
king kong, mother f-cker!
by the time i’m done havin’ fun
you’ll beg for king kong, mother f-cker!

[verse 4: project born]
i’m a girl, no strap with a brick
never rock with the all-white brick
lace it with anthrax, everybody on they back
and they ‘bout to die in this b-tch
i’ma come with a bottle of hen
a real big bottle of hen
sneak up in a hospital, run it through your iv
while you flatline with grin (“let me switch it up”)
there’s a million ways to die. choose one
if you take one of mine, you got to lose one
f-ck that sh-t, you got to lose all
go [?] on these fools and buy ‘em in the wall
come on, people, let’s play a game like saw
grab a couple [?] and make ‘em run up in ‘em raw
[?] down to 20 times in a stall
quickly [?] and everybody gonna fall

- shaggy 2 dope lyrics

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