Mega Ran, Richie Branson & Kadesh Flow - Splatterhouse 2 (feat. K-Murdock, Ohm-I & Prowess the Testament)

Big losers You stepping then bring troopers
I'm big boss, Sephiroth meets king Koopa
Swinging for the fences putting fists in glass
Keep intentions bad, till you rock a crimson mask
Sorry for the disruption
You can see the kid comin
Swinging two by fours like I was Jim Duggan
Insane imagery
Bringing the pain literally
Traumatic brain injuries
Keep the same energy
You was talking all that mess
Till I came through and left the scene Looking like a Rorschach test
Yo know the dude a problem
But what you don't know is who can solve em
Without getting they body wrapped like Tutankhamun
Do the knowledge or the plasma spilling
Make a bad decision, better grab your chillin
Turbo grafx, been a savage
I'm a mastiff
Big Hurt Use ya cabbage for
Batting practice

I got hands
I got hands
Running through these mansions like I stacked Amancio bands
No spinach but I face you down like Popeye stands
Combo game comes with a high knockout chance
Show absurd strength with no performance enhancements
Spit flames, like those that engulfed West Mansion
I'm candid
Catch these hands from compromised positions
Like Lia Maria Johnson still drop em with the fisties
You will not catch me slipping
I put monsters to rest
While the exes try to stalk me through texts
I'm like "hey Bighead"
Ha
But I ain't talking for sex
Guards up. Cause these ghouls'll try to chomp at your neck
Ungh
Can't see the Future but I'll create it
Mask on mask off, bones'll still be breaking
Feel ferocious, been on my Zulu perks
But I'll let you pray to Cthulu first
Desh'll do you the worst

Better lock ya doors at night cause if you leave them open
A living nightmare coming through, as I proceed to go in
Your whole family's dying, but first I'll need to rope 'em
Or cut their limbs off so they can't run while they bleedin' oceans
Slash them under the torso and leave their spleens exposed then
I'm breaking all of their tracheas as I squeeze and choke them
No breathing so all their screaming's hopeless
They'll see no hope when look down to them leaking all of their hemoglobin

Dismantle mansions, mastered the law of averages, turn cadavers to ashes
Check the mask, fashioned to bash savages, do the math, catch the abacus
Canons, I loaded grammar in, bask with masochists, ask for smoke, get the candlestick
Mandible hazardous, extra calamitous, open the void & gashes manifest
Miraculous, apparitions appear, when the Stanza rest, an extravaganza
I go bonanza with mantras, gun smoke, my tongue quotes, cause cutthroats,
Brushstrokes when the spit form
Know your role like a sitcom
Hope you see the signs, Jackie Robin, son with the swing away, par kay at heads til they concave
Need first aid, split Like pinatas on birthdays
Unscripted, off pages, disembodied faces, cold cases, leave no traces
Perspective is true, you die hard, catch bodies and crash parties kamikazes with the lethal weapon two
In a panoramic View

Written by:
Marcus Brown, Raheem Jarbo, Ryan Davis

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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