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SlaughtaHouse by Masta Aceالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
This is mc negro
And this is this ign-ant mc
And this is our new motherfucking single
Our new shit
Slaughtahouse
This shit is called slaughtahouse
Negro! coming off our last platinum lp
Platinum lp
Shit's real killin' motherfuckers dead_
Killing em dead
And this is how we gonna rock shit for the nine-tray

[Verse 1: MC Negro]
Here come the craziest niggas on earth
Cutthroats, ever since birth
Blood and guts are gonna spill
'cause it's murder murder murder, and kill kill kill
Chainsaw in my holster
Barb-wire rope, and I'll hang ya like a poster
So when I grab my axe you better drop
Cause I'm "swing swing swing, and chop chop chop" in the slaughtahouse

Yeah, yo ign-ant mc
Whats up?
Show these niggas what the dress code is
Alright

[Verse 2: Ign-ant MC]
Strictly raiders and kings gear
Only wear black and I don't know how to act
No more, so come and take a chance and
Mess around with the black Charles Manson
Body parts in the freezer
I'm not Jeffrey Dahmer but I'll slaughta ya momma
So open up the do'
To the slaughtahouse, so I can kill a little mo'

Yeah, motherfucker
Yeah!
This is mc negro
And this the Ign-ant MC
And this shit is real over here, motherfucker, real real
This is the brand new LP, it's called brains on the sidewalk
Brains on the sidewalk!
And all we want to do now
Is murder murder

Writer : CLEAR/TROUTMAN/MCFADDEN/MCFADDEN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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