Scary Movies (The Sequel)

Live from the dungeon, we coming

Y'all best be running, we coming

Y'all don't want none of this gun an

I don't know why y'all keep frontin'

Yo, I'ma scare the socks off you

For sure the shock stops all you

Knock ya lox off and chop your watch off you

Lurking in the back like a crook in the black of the bushes

With the rats, with a axe, and the stacks of wood is

By the garage, the mirage tracks the shadow

My weapon is large with bodies, I'm strapped for battle

My soul is in the crossroads, it hides the feeling

Somewhere deep inside the spirit to rise the killer

I'm too distant to talk, my vicious assault

Is inflicted in parts to slit you and stick in your heart

I got nothing to lose and nothing to gain

Only way I'm dying is up in flames, I'm stuck in the game

Look at you busting ya thang

Shots only get stuck in my frame

I got you not trusting ya aim

I never speak, but you can hear me breathe at night

With a hunger and greed for life 'til this eve was right

I'm a true killer, a troop risen to do business

Live on a booth on a river drooped with news clippings

I only come out when it's time to run out and find

An innocent victim inside one house with blinds

I'm Freddie Kruger, Jason, and scream chasing a dream

Looking for a scene to take to the extreme for the mean

You better carry your Uzis is rare to do me

Everybody's scared to view me, I'm scary movies

Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?

Rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies

You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me

We hard hitting, directing, and starring in it

Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?

Rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies

You can jump right out of the screen, and barely move me

We hard hitting, directing, and starring in it

Yo, niggas from the wall, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Dirty dozen niggas, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Royce 5-9 don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Rock City niggas, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Live from the dungeon, we coming

Y'all best be running, we coming

Y'all don't want none of this gun an

I don't know why y'all keep frontin'

Yo, all this room in this big house, you chose the attic

You running slower and slower, so you froze in panic

I'm wearing a white mask, black cloak and dagger

You scatter hoping for life, grabbing ropes and ladders

Under this robe, I'm tatted up

Automatic'd up

I'm mad as fuck, I'ma kill no matter what you

Live in the wrong house, at the wrong time you've

Answered the wrong call, so you all mine

You can't put fear in the heart of the heartless

Got a list of names, just don't know which one to start with

At your house, staking it out, posing as carpenters

Looking for closets and house guns with cartridges

I'm low down and stressed, I go around the rest of the house

Looking for granny to throw down the steps

And when it's your turn, oh, you know it's tragic

And the music in the background is so dramatic

I'm trying to lift you off your feet, hope you know gymnastics

Try to soak the mattress with rope molasses

You try to cover your head like a prophylactic

Next time somebody calling your phone, don't answer it

Hello? Hello?

Yo, y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?

Rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies

You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me

We hard hitting, directing, and starring in it

Y'all want drama? Wanna make a scary movie?

Rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies

You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me

We hard hitting, directing, and starring in it

(Yo) niggas from the wall, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Dirty Dozen niggas, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Royce 5-9, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, yeah)

Rock City niggas, don't bleed, bleed (yeah, we-)