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Syck Hop / Horrorcore Rap
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #8,593
Peak in subgenre #728
Author
davey dips
Uploaded
December 03, 2007
Track Files
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:05
Story behind the song
IMMA HORROR RAPPER & I GETS NO RESPECT!
THIS IS A GREAT TRACK, DEF LISTEN TOO
Lyrics
IM A HORROR RAPPER ; AND I GETS NO RESPECT /
they call it a gimmic ; while im callin it fresh //
i bein down wit this ; since i was 13 /
from the time ; i heard ICP //
now im 23 ; and spittin wit tounge /
mama' look what your son become //
im rhymin my life ; kuz the agression just builds /
i can't make a living ; but it still helps wit my bills //
in consecutive citys ; the dips of davey gets tipsy /
i got the mind of a psycho ; wit the heart of a hippy//
some body please pinch me ; i must be dreamin /
im on center stage now; and im never leaving//
to hell wit stage fright ; i just grab my mic /
speak my words ; and bring these tracks to life //
i hope that your proud ; kuz im focusin now /
i quit doin coke ; but im still smokin them clouds //
im all around; pound for pound ; proud to rock a crowd /
wind the clock around ; until your finally found //
I got lost in the mix ; & was treated like shit /
now i created davey dips ; MY STYLES CALLED SICK //
my fuck you diss ; this is how ill make it linger /
ill gonna pump up my fist ; than unleash finger //
my soul went for a swim ; than got trapped in hell
kuz some asshole put a cover over the opening of the well //
IM A HORROR RAPPER ; AND I GETS NO RESPECT /
they call it a gimmic ; while im callin it fresh //
i bein down wit this ; since i was 13 /
from the time ; i heard ICP //
now im 23 ; and spittin wit tounge /
mama' look what your son become //
im rhymin my life ; kuz the agression just builds /
i can't make a living ; but it still helps wit my bills //
follow me ; into the depths of the halloween /
i gotta lotta green ; im never running outt of steam //
my soul is hallow ; as i wallow in my sorrows /
i just bought a bottle ;i bet its finished by tomorrow //
the creame of the crop ;needs depends on his friends /
smokin pot ; is my creame dela' creme //
im fiendin again ; another weekend in bed /
im layin there dead ; freezin under my spread //
the worlds a bitch, man ; it will swallow you hole /
its evil dead 2 sick man ; it'll swallow your soul //
the necro-nomican must have just got summonsed/
im fightin off the evil ; but it jsut keeps commin //
now im in a sayance ; meditating calmy /
index and thumb shape a circle ; while im surronded by zombies //
i know you aint real ; outta mind outta site /
than i opened my eyes ; & found the love of my life
IM A HORROR RAPPER ; AND I GETS NO RESPECT /
they call it a gimmic ; while im callin it fresh //
i bein down wit this ; since i was 13 /
from the time ; i heard ICP //
now im 23 ; and spittin wit tounge /
mama' look what your son become //
im rhymin my life ; kuz the agression just builds /
i can't make a living ; but it still helps wit my bills //
