Everybody Down

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As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
 Get your bitch, make it quick
 Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
 Bitch this ain't no club hit
 This is a motherfucking stick-up
 Quick, everybody down
 I'm about to rob the hardest nigga out here
 Yes I'm on my joker shit
 I keep a Heath Ledger for the joke of it
 I don't plan ahead of them, I don't gamble
 I just keep a four four clip
 Full of bullets than resemble poker chips
 I'm so the shit, bitches jumping at my poker stick
 Slaughterhouse you know we sick, everybody down
 Take your bitch, same bitch you wake up with
 Make her trick till her fucking thighs hurt
 Momma if your pussy wet, you shouldn't have a dry purse
 Call me Ryan Rhinoplasty
 I will augment your ass if you mess with God's work
 When it comes to Drama, fighting second, homicides first
 I don't look for Drama, Drama follows me so why search
 Everybody, Everybody we gon need you quiet, shhh
 Slaughter got a message, Everybody down
 I'm a cheddar getter, you a teller
 I don't care, whatever, I'll just scare the witnesses
 I'm the illest in here, bring a pen and pad
 And don't compare the sicknesses
 Where the fuck the ruler at, so we can measure sentences
 I am better than I've ever been, never been better
 I don't follow trends, I set trends for the trendsetters, n-gguh
 Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
 Get your bitch, make it quick
 Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
 Bitch this ain't no club hit
 This is a motherfucking stick-up
 Quick, everybody down
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 As we proceed
 And now the drive by
 First I pull up on your block, let my entire torch
 Spit fire, burn down your empire's boardwalk
 Bitch I am melting my rims, tires, draw off
 Porsche hit the wall, then my pills high as war-off
 Crawled out, grabbed the new banana clip
 Lascerations on my face
 Travel agents shit I still plan trip
 Ran up on the first nigga who had a whip
 Eat to die a hero, or abandon ship
 (Get out your car nigga!)
 I could kill you now fuck a witness
 I'm all about my business, you all about your bitchness
 And I ain't bout to slow down
 You oughta ask you daughter
 About fucking around with Slaughter, You bound to go down
 I'm a disappear when you meet the Lord,
 I'm a be a border G for the single pro in me and more
 Or bring a hoard or be a slur
 Either or we ignore casualties of war you can meet the floor now
 Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
 Get your bitch, make it quick
 Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
 Bitch this ain't no club hit
 This is a motherfucking stick-up
 Quick, everybody down
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 I get on my 'I don't give a fuck' kit
 Fuck the money, fuck the wealth,
 Fuck your label, fuck your lyrics,
 You sit on a fucking shelve,
 Lava so if ain't in the topic of the constant, the discussion fell
 Tell the bitch that this dick game ain't no suck-itself
 Nigga, I ain't no rapper I'm a mercenary
 Every I bury, some will blame it on the perks I carry
 Been in disguise when I failed or I lost
 But they won't know I'm a god until I'm nailed on the cross
 And these rappers is a mess, sad is if they best
 Magnum to their chest, they could piss me
 It won't matter what they said
 They just rhyme, I just climb on the ladder to success
 And maybe bring me some niggas that would rather me with less
 My advice for the fuck boys: make some hard improvements
 Career at a standstill how you gonna start a movement
 Slaughterhouse the gang take part in what we doing
 Or get steamed rolled over nigga pardon the intrusion
 Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
 Get your bitch, make it quick
 Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
 Bitch this ain't no club hit
 This is a motherfucking stick-up
 Quick, everybody down
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 Ya'll just heard my man snap, this is rubber band rap
 Twisted?, Pop a xantax tell Everybody Down
 Paid for life, fucking around
 Uppercut a clown, fuck being playful pay homie with a frown
 I don't think ya'll understand the magnitude
 Mathematical, radical equations are easy to solve for power, yaowa
 I'm the square root of a truth table, in the booth able to
 Raise the bar for some part of the 9th power
 I don't pick a fool, I devour
 You think you Hot dog, I'm walking around with a sour
 Crown and onions, buns and ketchup mustard, relish
 Wow I think I'm a fart, Everybody Down!
 I don't want the crown, I rock a fitted navy brown
 Well it's blue but ya'll been colorblind since I'd came around
 Nobody can see me, I'm pissed off like my pipi
 Then bought it in?, be easy, Slaughterhouse this is it
 Slaughterhouse up in this bitch
 Get your bitch, make it quick
 Joey, Crook, you know we shut everybody down
 Bitch this ain't no club hit
 This is a motherfucking stick-up
 Quick, everybody down
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 As we proceed
 To give you what you need
 

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Duration
05:18
Key
8
Tempo
180 BPM

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