Shabazz The Disciple

Shabazz The Disciple - Terror In The City lyrics

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"You know  you done real good  not to say anything to the man."
 [Chorus: Shabazz The Disciple]
 Boyakah! Boyakah!
 I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
 I'm causing terror in the city
 Boyakah! Boyakah!
 I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
 I'm causing terror in the city

 [Shabazz The Disciple]
 Sending niggaz to the Pearly Gates
 I'm psyched out  I got screws lose like Norman Bates
 Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
 Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
 Devils choke from the gun smoke
 Once I'm prevoked, I shove a fifth long down your throat
 And let you taste the steel
 Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
 Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
 I'm swelling devils melons up for my man Ford Mohammed
 Get a crew and try to surround me
 And one by one, I light y'all up and send your asses to King's County

 [Chorus]

 [Shabazz The Disciple]
 Sort of a remorse supplier
 You want a nigga banked? Fuck Spencer, 'bazz for hire
 Murder is my desire, and if you think I'm a liar
 I'll send your ass to Hell's fire
 Chop down MC's like trees
 Possessed by my knowledge of thirty-two degrees
 I'm a lord of son, not a mason, mars son
 You better take precautions when I step into the Diamond swarming
 And come equipped or your shit'll get ripped
 And stay the fuck out of my face with all that Adam and Eve shit
 I know you're wondering why I'm flipping
 Cuz I got beef with the devil and you fit the description

 [Chorus]

 [Shabazz The Disciple]
 Sending niggaz to the Pearly Gates
 I'm psyched out, I got screws lose like Norman Bates
 Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
 Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
 Devils choke from the gun smoke
 Once I'm prevoked, I shove a fifth long down your throat
 And let you taste the steel
 Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
 Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
 I'm swelling devils melons up for my man Ford Mohammed
 Get a crew and try to surround me
 And one by one, I light y'all up and send your asses to King's County

 [Chorus x2]

 [Shabazz The Disciple]
 Putting niggaz in wheelchairs, laying up with a shitty
 Try to react, I'll blow your chest out your back
 Finish you off with a slug to your hat
 I know you're wondering why I'm flipping
 Cuz I got beef with the devil and you fit the description
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Echo International, Red Hook Records

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Released in: 1998

Language: English

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