Die; 1 by 1 lyrics

(Chorus 2X)
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you
Aaahhhhhhggh....you will DIE
(f*ck it....psychological)

[Verse one]
Siccmade Muzicc comin up out yo speaker
Catch the reeper, night crawlin' creeper
Dig a ditch, get a b*tch n*gga, dig a ditch deeper
I'mma take yo head with this street sweeper
Leave yo brains on yo speaker
Smash off in yo jeep, ah
Due to b*tches I'mma get real hostile
Get the signal mono
It's auto smash down on the throttle
More scratch than lucky luciano
Serve more mutha f*ckas than gronnup
Creep up on ya like dunnup
Send one to ya forehead and then like they said I fled
Cause I'm the type of n*gga that'll leave a horse head in ya bed
Take ya wife rape her, no caper
Tie the b*tch to the bed
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge
Real lunatic and sicc-fed
And that's some sentimental sh*t
I just might drip cream from my di*k
When I'm off that
Smirnoff Gin mixed with O.E., I'm hard and wet
O.E. kept tellin' me no
But this Smirnoff Gin kept tellin' me YES
Mess maker, raper
All about my caper
Throw yo hands over yo eyes
As yo thoughts intensify, you will..
(Chorus)
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you
Aaahhhhhhggh....you will DIE
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you
Aaahhhhhhggh....you will DIE

(First Degree The DE)
Greetings... have a seat...
Let me be the first to actually greet you to the basement
We've heard you've been busy
AHAHA we've heard you've been busy
We learned from a bird that you've been
Doin' a little this
Doin' a little that
Stealing people's scratch
Stabbin' us in the back
And we don't think its FAIR !
When we found you, you were nothing
Now you are our nothing
Is there room for unrest
Die.... YOU WILL !!!

(chorus)
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you
Aaahhhhhhggh....you will DIE
I promise
[Verse two]
I'm Wes Craven on tape
So plug yo pus*y clits
Cause I get sicker than a syphilis di*k
And yo mama won't like my sh*t, n*gga
Admit if you was sittin up in yo room high
Loaded up in yo tape deck, ready to write yo tape next
Me, I do hot sex
Razor blades and alcohol, Swartzan*ggaz ceremonial rips necks
Then I write my sh*t next
So feel yo insides and intestines when you mix me wit the whisky
Tell'em situation risky
Put a nail gun through yo eye, you will
I got this endo suckin me dry
I got this sl*t b*tch suckin me dry
Bout to wet the bed up
It was the perfect setup
Bloody sheets (bloody sheets)
No body (no body)
No murder weapon
I got this endo suckin me dry
I got this sl*t b*tch suckin me dry
It was the perfect setup
Bout to wet the bed up
Bloody sheets
No body (no body)
No murder weapon
(chorus)(x4)
DIE, Like the ones before you
One by one we will take you
Aaahhhhhhggh....you will DIE

That's why they die (x8)

That's my name, don't wear it out
You don't know about my whereabouts