slaughterhouse - everybody down lyrics
[intro:]
as we proceed
to give you what you need
as we proceed
to give you what you need
slaughterhouse up in this b-tch
get your b-tch, make it quick
joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
b-tch this ain’t no club hit
this is a motherf-cking stick-up
quick, everybody down
[royce da 5’9″:]
i’m about to rob the hardest n-gg- out here
yes i’m on my joker sh-t
i keep a heath ledger for the joke of it
i don’t plan ahead of them, i don’t gamble
i just keep a four four clip
full of bullets than resemble poker chips
i’m so the sh-t, b-tches jumping at my poker stick
slaughterhouse you know we sick, everybody down
take your b-tch, same b-tch you wake up with
make her trick till her f-cking thighs hurt
momma if your p-ssy wet, you shouldn’t have a dry purse
call me ryan rhinoplasty
i will augment your -ss if you mess with god’s work
when it comes to drama, fighting second, homicides first
i don’t look for drama, drama follows me so why search
everybody, everybody we gon need you quiet, shhh
slaughter got a message, everybody down
i’m a cheddar getter, you a teller
i don’t care, whatever, i’ll just scare the witnesses
i’m the illest in here, bring a pen and pad
and don’t compare the sicknesses
where the f-ck the ruler at, so we can measure sentences
i am better than i’ve ever been, never been better
i don’t follow trends, i set trends for the trendsetters, n-gguh
[chorus:]
slaughterhouse up in this b-tch
get your b-tch, make it quick
joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
b-tch this ain’t no club hit
this is a motherf-cking stick-up
quick, everybody down
as we proceed
to give you what you need
as we proceed
and now the drive by
[crooked i:]
first i pull up on your block, let my entire torch
spit fire, burn down your empire’s boardwalk
b-tch i am melting my rims, tires, draw off
porsche hit the wall, then my pills high as war-off
crawled out, grabbed the new banana clip
lascerations on my face
travel agents sh-t i still plan trip
ran up on the first n-gg- who had a whip
eat to die a hero, or abandon ship
(get out your car n-gg-!)
i could kill you now f-ck a witness
i’m all about my business, you all about your b-tchness
and i ain’t bout to slow down
you oughta ask you daughter
about f-cking around with slaughter, you bound to go down
i’m a disappear when you meet the lord,
i’m a be a border g for the single pro in me and more
or bring a h–rd or be a slur
either or we ignore casualties of war you can meet the floor now
[chorus:]
slaughterhouse up in this b-tch
get your b-tch, make it quick
joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
b-tch this ain’t no club hit
this is a motherf-cking stick-up
quick, everybody down
as we proceed
to give you what you need
as we proceed
to give you what you need
[joe budden:]
i get on my ‘i don’t give a f-ck’ kit
f-ck the money, f-ck the wealth,
f-ck your label, f-ck your lyrics,
you sit on a f-cking shelve,
lava so if ain’t in the topic of the constant, the discussion fell
tell the b-tch that this d-ck game ain’t no suck-itself
n-gg-, i ain’t no rapper i’m a mercenary
every verse i bury, some will blame it on the perks i carry
been in disguise when i failed or i lost
but they won’t know i’m a god until i’m nailed on the cross
and these rappers is a mess, sad is if they best
magnum to their chest, they could p-ss me
it won’t matter what they said
they just rhyme, i just climb on the ladder to success
and maybe bring me some n-gg-s that would rather me with less
my advice for the f-ck boys: make some hard improvements
career at a standstill how you gonna start a movement
slaughterhouse the gang take part in what we doing
or get steamed rolled over n-gg- pardon the intrusion
[chorus:]
slaughterhouse up in this b-tch
get your b-tch, make it quick
joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
b-tch this ain’t no club hit
this is a motherf-cking stick-up
quick, everybody down
as we proceed
to give you what you need
as we proceed
to give you what you need
[joell ortiz:]
ya’ll just heard my man snap, this is rubber band rap
twisted?, pop a xantax tell everybody down
paid for life, f-cking around
uppercut a clown, f-ck being playful pay homie with a frown
i don’t think ya’ll understand the magnitude
mathematical, radical equations are easy to solve for power, yaowa
i’m the square root of a truth table, in the booth able to
raise the bar for some part of the 9th power
i don’t pick a fool, i devour
you think you hot dog, i’m walking around with a sour
crown and onions, buns and ketchup mustard, relish
wow i think i’m a fart, everybody down!
i don’t want the crown, i rock a fitted navy brown
well it’s blue but ya’ll been colorblind since i’d came around
n-body can see me, i’m p-ssed off like my pipi
then bought it in?, be easy, slaughterhouse this is it
[chorus:]
slaughterhouse up in this b-tch
get your b-tch, make it quick
joey, crook, you know we shut everybody down
b-tch this ain’t no club hit
this is a motherf-cking stick-up
quick, everybody down
as we proceed
to give you what you need
as we proceed
to give you what you need
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