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Correct Every Day, All Day Lyrics
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[Chorus: Eklypss] Muthafuckaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day Niggaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day [Eklypss] It's close to midnight And something's evil lurkin in the dark They call me Eklypss I rip shit like Jack the Rip And imma do shit to you that'll stop your heart I'm sinister, I loves to get sicker than the evil And inject these niggaz with them dirty plague needles People don't understand They think I'm a sane man Till' they realize I got their fuckin guts in my hand I'm homicidal and evil Got hella rivals with people That'll ride or die That'll keep you from closed eyes and sleepin I'm creepin I see you peepin out the window But fuck it I'm bustin through your back door with a fo' fo' And diggin in your torso with six inch claws And suckin out your blood with six inch straws I'm raw with a hacksaw A killa that'll axe off your dick And cut your muthafuckin balls off [Chorus: Eklypss] Muthafuckaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day Niggaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day [Pit] You mind if I like Jason X? It's just, aint no tellin who I'm gonna fuck up next I break backs like a pencil A machete's my killin utensil Quick to show a weak nigga that I'm decent I still dwell in a city of the late Bugsy Siegel I roll illegal with a throw-away Desert Eagle In a 84' Monte Carlo like Denzel I got something sticky, blazed up Can't you smell? I break niggaz down like multiple sclerosis Relentless, cause if you should try to fight back It's hopeless Don't lose focus Hokus pokus Supposed to keep the beamer to the eyes To your snot box, to your head, to your chin And here we go again Steel toed boots Still stompin the shit out of a bitch ass nigga I'm livin ruggish and thuggish I relish the moment to defeat and destroy my opponent Hit him from the back with a sawed-off And blow his arm off I knew we got a star [Brotha Lynch Hung] I keep my enemies closer My scope will get me close up My barrel do the face lift My metal leave you faceless like a jvc You brave enough to come play with me? I play rough Put lead toes in your guts and replace beef It's an emergency I'm a surgeon, I drill niggaz Peel livers back for snatch You hooked in the game You lookin for fame? Ever since 92' My shit been cookin your brain Look up the name, run in your house Put the gun in your mouth You aint lookin the same Aint runnin your route Jerry Rice I aint very nice Mix it with Gin every night It's a scary sight Siccmade hittas, we orange peel 'em Feel a milla down the side of ya bed? Be lookin for the killa Like Spiderman, my rhyme's the web Time for bed, Pop! Two in the head, doin the dead dance And I got red hands And I might as well Thick, I'm dry, Spittin my shit too quick for fire, like Napalm It's all in my head, imma tryin to stay calm [Chorus: Eklypss] Muthafuckaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day Niggaz watch out cause we on our way Doomsday, Siccmade, every day, all day
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