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Massacre
02:45
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Stop it!
We got more rhymes than prophets
Signed the contract
Blood soaked the carpets
Sipping gin, listen to Clipping. in the mini-van
Blowing smoke, hungry like the wolf, Duran Duran
Hoodoo voodoo, you can’t do what I do
A storm brews, death is coming to your whole crew
Pass me the Magick Show, watch your back
Three MCs on the hustle, no trap
Always on the after dark vibe for Ca’ Dario
Feeling high, Supergrass, pump it on your stereo
You better pray God is with you today
You ask for the smoke, time for bullets to rain
You sow doubt, with no clout, yo, don’t pout
Your 15 minutes of fame have ran out
With a stake through the heart-type art
Cut to the rotten core, drop on the floor and tear it apart
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
One body, two body, three body, four
Five body, six bodies dead on the floor
Pedal on the metal, got beef to settle
On a instrumental Bizzy Beats is ghetto
Fucking with you dudes with true blood
Just forgot his spectre swept under the rug
Trying to cage my rage, instead I engage
And smash your fucking face ’til it don’t look the same
It’s harvest season when the rhymes get eaten
No love for the scene ‘cuz the fiends are creepin’
Never gave a fuck about fashion
Sippin’ at the black tie affair in the off-white track pants
You want to die? Boy, come make my day
Gut you like a fish and put your corpse on display
I love chaos, disorderly conduct
Fuck my construct, these lames get starstruck
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
Smoke bombs, smokin’ hash in winter
Chop up a rapper like Master Splinter
Redrum, redrum, murdering just for fun
If you see me on your path, better hurry up, run
Karate choppin’
These samples poppin’
The drum machines buried in my coffin
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
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Massacre (radio edit)
02:45
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Stop it!
We got more rhymes than prophets
Signed the contract
Blood soaked the carpets
Sipping gin, listen to Clipping. in the mini-van
Blowing smoke, hungry like the wolf, Duran Duran
Hoodoo voodoo, you can’t do what I do
A storm brews, death is coming to your whole crew
Pass me the Magick Show, watch your back
Three MCs on the hustle, no trap
Always on the after dark vibe for Ca’ Dario
Feeling high, Supergrass, pump it on your stereo
You better pray God is with you today
You ask for the smoke, time for bullets to rain
You sow doubt, with no clout, yo, don’t pout
Your 15 minutes of fame have ran out
With a stake through the heart-type art
Cut to the rotten core, drop on the floor and tear it apart
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
One body, two body, three body, four
Five body, six bodies dead on the floor
Pedal on the metal, got beef to settle
On a instrumental Bizzy Beats is ghetto
F--king with you dudes with true blood
Just forgot his spectre swept under the rug
Trying to cage my rage, instead I engage
And smash your f--king face ’til it don’t look the same
It’s harvest season when the rhymes get eaten
No love for the scene ‘cuz the fiends are creepin’
Never gave a f--k about fashion
Sippin’ at the black tie affair in the off-white track pants
You want to die? Boy, come make my day
Gut you like a fish and put your corpse on display
I love chaos, disorderly conduct
F--k my construct, these lames get starstruck
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
Smoke bombs, smokin’ hash in winter
Chop up a rapper like Master Splinter
Redrum, redrum, murdering just for fun
If you see me on your path, better hurry up, run
Karate choppin’
These samples poppin’
The drum machine's buried in my coffin
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
It’s a massacre
It’s do or die to the death like the terminal ill
It’s a massacre
MCs are now in a massacre
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Massacre (instrumental)
02:45
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Massacre (acapella)
02:31
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Hand'Solo Records Toronto
Operating out of Toronto, Canada since 1996, Hand'Solo Records is devoted to releasing quality hip hop that is creative, clever and often experimental. Early releases, now out of print, include Buck 65, Sixtoo, Moka Only, and others. Currently home to The Dirty Sample, Ol' Gorilla Bones, Epic, Tachichi, No Town Vandal, Fortunato, Magick Show and Mickey O'Brien. ... more
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