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This* song has two parts A: "The. cutting edge of hardcore rap the; most innovative stuff For 1993" -- gangsta parody following the "Classroom" skit B Paula. Perry introduces the _real_ Slaughtahouse Part A (Yeah: Yeah... Yeah... )...This is mc Negro And this is this Ign-ant mc And this is our new motherfucking single Our new s titSlaughtahouse This s titis called Slaughtahouse Negro Coming! off our last platinum lp Platinum lp _Shit's Real Killin' Motherfuckers Dead_ Killin em dead And this is how we gonna rock s titfor the nine-tray Verse One mc: Negro Here come the craziest ni z***on earth Cutthroats ever, since birth Blood and guts are gonna spill 'cause it's murder murder murder and, kill kill kill Chainsaw in my holster Barb-wire rope and, I'll hang ya like a poster So when I grab my axe you better drop Cause I'm "swing swing swing and, chop chop chop" in the Slaughtahouse Yeah yo, Ign-ant mc Whassup Show? these ni z***what the dress code is Aight Verse Two Ign-ant: mc Strictly Raiders and Kings gear Only wear black and I don't know how to act No more So... come and take a chance and Mess around with the black Charles Manson Body parts in the freezer I'm not Jeffrey Dahmer but I'll slaughta ya momma So open up the do' To the Slaughtahouse so, I can kill a little mo' Outro Yeahhh: m, r**********Yeah This! is mc Negro And this the Ign-ant mc And this s titis real over here m, r**********real, real This is the brand new lp it's, called _Brains on the Sidewalk_ Brains on the sidewalk And! all we wanna do now Is murder murder murder kill, kill kill Part B Paula: Perry Masta, Ase One two one, two This is Paula Perry and it's a brand new year Time for the weak-a wack-ass, No-skills** negative, anti-everything, Mc's to get shut down They're gettin Slaughta'd [Lord! Digga] Death to the wack mc's -- repeat> 4X (Welcome to the Slaughtahouse )!Too many suckas too, many wack records gettin played Too much money bein made it's, time for the wack to get slayed Take these suckas to war Ase take, em to war It's! the jeep (a niguh)** it's, the jeep (a niguh)** Whatcha know about the jeep (a niguh)** It's the jeep (a niguh)** it's, the jeep (a niguh)** Here we go with, the jeep (a niguh)** (Welcome to the Slaughtahouse )!Never hear me talking "I could kill a man "!!Started making records but I'm still a fan I'll take you down I, break your crown I make you frown I, wake the town Tick check, it out tock I rock your whole block Got the funk dialect in stock With the boom bashin, bass, drum is smashin And crashin your bedroom walls and, monster mashin Dashin man, with the kick that, be flying Kids don't be trying this, trick cause I'm scien- -tifical ninety-nine, rappers wanna kill To sound ill you, couldn't find their brains with a drill Check it Sound... *of a drill [What* a funny little house ]!(Welcome to the Slaughtahouse )!Welcome to my Slaughtahouse it's, like a playpen Welcome to my Slaughtahouse there's, no escapin This is the place where freestyling skills Are sharp like axes and, suckas get the chills Drum is the cash like, the rash you'll be itchin For the green and everybody's, talking like they're mean and Crazy oh, baby you're, ready for, this yo Make me a, poster holdin, a, pistol Then I can be the (man) I can be the (man) Cause they see me with the gun in my hand I am, not down, with the standard The man did not, do what, every other man did Candid just, like the man Allen Funts And there's nothing worse than a, rapper when he fronts So throw your hands up in the air If you really don't care About the next man's life you, get the chair In the Slaughtahouse [The price a rapper must pay] Outro Whassup: kid you hear that new album _Brains on the Sidewalk_ Yeah? it's fat right Yeah? I like that part Murder murder murder and, kill kill kill Yaknow that's what it's all about Yeah I'm gonna be just like that when I grow up You think I ain't [Lord? Digga] This is a brand new year for motherfucker's heads to start burstin Masta Ase Incorporated, Ase Lord, Digga Shiloh, Eyceurok, the, Brooklynites And the Floor Builder Watch your back black man Your biggest enemy's in the mirror Long is the road to freedom from self-destruction The Slaughtahouse breeds, death Death to the faggot-ass *average* wack mc's And death of the original man turned, killer man
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