Louis Logic

Louis Logic - Starling's Darling songtekst

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[Verse 1: Louis Logic]

Yo

When the lights go out in a psycho's house

It's cos I don't wanna be seen slicin the white hoe's blouse

Down the back before I inspect the skin

And slice two down insections in another bitch's pressured flesh again

Police dream of arresting him, Buffalo Bill

Agent Starling even shot him but there's some you don't kill

Not with man-made guns and knives, cos once he dies

You turn your back on him and he comes alive for one more try

Run and hide if you must

But I'm in the shrubs outside of ya house pushing ya bedroom window up

So when you burst through the frontdoor tonight

I'll be the crazy jerk who's in persuit screaming 'RUN FOR YA LIFE'

You can pump up your nikes and reeboks

And hike your kneesocks and run like you're Steve Austin

I'll catch you, no getaways from Jason the Leatherface

The guy who keeps marchin like he's sleepwalking



[Chorus x2: cut and scratched by the DJ]

[Cage on 'Agent Orange'] 'Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit'

[GZA on 'Bring da Ruckus'] '..fuckin' up MC troops'

[Louis Logic on 'Logic and Reason'] 'I will strange your neck and you'll still bang my casette'

[Inspectah Deck on 'Bring da Ruckus'] '..stabbin up the pad with the vocab'



[Verse 2: Louis Logic]

Don't look for Lou if you know whats good for you

Cos wouldn't you make a nice addition to my woman-suit

Infact I'll put a new blade on my chainsaw

Sharper than a chipped crooked tooth to cut your arms and legs off

Hells bells, I got me twelve shells

That are all well swelled up with jezebel pelts

And I'm set to sell a line of clothing

Of the finest woven bits of human flesh that I have chosen from the hives

I've stolen

Looks like I captured you just in time

To skin you and add you to next month's spring line

Am I a monster or an entrepreneur? (YOU DECIDE)

Is it any worse if I kill you or sponsor your suicide?

Thats not a question you should hope that you'll be asking

You'll be dead, now put the fucking lotion in the basket

Or else it gets the hose again

Trapped in a cell at the bottom of my well with the wetness closing in



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 3: Louis Logic]

When the transformation's complete, stay in your seat

I'm about to make a retreat, straight to the street

Cos it's alot of secret agents, police and feds

Thats gonna be upset they missed the chance to see me dead

So you can laugh at the fact that I'm dressed as a hoe

You won't be laughing, when my knife is pressed to your throat

Forget what you know about Lou's records

I don't give a flying fuck who's better

I'm tryna trap a new heffer

And use the skin to make a costume

That looks like your pop dukes and sneak in your mom's room

I got you, when you least expect it

So you can save your feeble efforts to beef with records

Seek an exit, while I chase you through the living room

With a spoon to sneak a section of your skin-tissue

Cos I'm not another rapper who looks evil

I'm the livin proof, that bad things happen to good people
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