Massacre Lyrics - Singles - Stray Dawg

Intro:- 

Yo, mic check, its StrayDawg. Fuck an intro , man! C'mon LETS GO! 

Verse#1:- 

Yo it's my first bar so call it the beginning of the end // 

I jump on stage and don't kill it ? Y'all niggas pretend // 

Shit so thriller call me a savage killer, I'm barbaric // 

Trynna join the HipHop stream, climbin' this pillar hustlin iller // 

I come bursting causing combustion by my rhymes // 

I'd be in for a lifetime if bodying beats was a crime // 

Put a bomb in your girl's womb, fuck her with a dog's dong // 

Or I could get her a Bamboo stick if she likes it long // 

My rhymes be strikin' at em' hard, tearing your heart apart // 

Get a knife and make up a couple of slices, JESUS CHRIST! // 

I don't say it with pride but you peeps don't match my specs // 

To you, my words sound complex and give you hecks // 

Cause everytime I spit, I make sure I go hard, like I'm a T-Rex // 

You bitches ain't got skills, ask people, they know my drill // 

Goin be famous, like Benjamin Franklin on a hundred dollar bill // 

These motherfuckers want me to spit it slow, FUCK NO // 

Nigga my frozen flows are better than your 100-GOs // 

Lobotomize you, mummify you and leave you to rot // 

Piss on the decayed fossils that I caught thats what i thought // 

Bitches I'm wicked, I already preordered hell's ticket // 

'Sir, Are you up for this one sided visit?' Yes! I ticked it // 

Look at my ballsack as I tell your girl to lick it // 

With her tits I'm playing cricket?!! Fuck that, Yo kick it // 

It's about time that I drive off the Grand Canyon with 6 bitches trapped in the back of a Caddilac // 

You droppin' a track sounded whack like fucking acrobats flipping their asses on a gigantic jumping jack // 

Hook :- (x2) 

Yo, Let the game begin, but I am here so call it a MASSACRE// 

It's a lyrical assasination of rappers, so call it a MASSACRE // 

You getting killed, it's not TRAGICAL, it's just a MASSACRE // 

This magical RADICAL causing this fucking MASSACRE // 

Verse#2:- 

You niggas degraded stop your fucking D rated shit // 

It was just one verse and you have been raided // 

Your mind is faded like you have been heavily sedated // 

Yeah motherfuckers, its my 2nd bar and i said it as i laid it // 

i know you got a dick..up your ass hahahahahahahahahahha // 

im cold hearted like took a bath from frozen n2 gas // 

skin you alive, cut out ur inners and eat em from a bowl // 

shout out the D.O.G backwards, and call me S. God // 

muthufuckas drink my dog's pee your are the Dawg's prey // 

situation getting tighter its the arrival of sick rhyme writer // 

You're just a bunch of amateurs, you niggas immature, I'm mature// 

Yo I'm killin' it, I'm sick and this sickness of mine got no cure // 

Putting you in a fucking dungeon and lock it, pull my glock out and cock it // 

Noobick niggers getting their heads popp-ed I got a fucking limit and you should never cross it // 

Unless you got nothing to live for, yeah that'd be a fucking sour // 

Man I'm gettin bored of killing these whores // 

Dawg on the mic like death knockin' at your door// 

I just need a pen and a pad, I'll be writing my own fate // 

Seen many like you cocksuckers, but kept the same mindstate // 

These skills of 9th grade? The won't fade they escalate // 

I'm just trynna not to get late to be great, mate // 

Look at em' rappers getting killed, it's a sad spectacle // 

Listen to these bars like its a fucking lyrical miracle // 

That's right! I strike I'm kinda like Mike on a mic // 

I love being an underdog it strenthens me to fight // 

Okay, nuff with the dark side, I would just shoot you in the head // 

but it just doesnt seem right, Imma hold a bullet in my hand // 

and your head in the other hand, imma get a knife, put a hole in your // 

mind, and imma put the bullet in it, get you 69 stitches (bitches) // 

Hook :- (x2) 

Yo, Let the game begin, but I am here so call it a MASSACRE// 

It's a lyrical assasination of rappers, so call it a MASSACRE // 

You getting killed, it's not TRAGICAL, it's just a MASSACRE // 

This magical RADICAL causing this fucking MASSACRE // 

Verse#3:- 

No margin lines on this paper, no limit to these fucking words // 

I'm insane from the membrane, tongue's like a crazy caged bird // 

These words be Samurai Swords coming out of my vocal cords // 

Nigga talking guns and selling drugs doesn't make you a thug // 

So some fags come to tell me who i am on my Facebook page // 

Show whatchu got, get your shit together lay it down on a page // 

Taking ever single headshot like im on a fucking rampage // 

I ain't aged but I'm fully grown I'm killing these newborns // 

Peeping toms who got nothing else to do but watching porn // 

My pen? Man It's a Tsetse stinger, call me the death bringer // 

Get off ended, it's a rule fool, everybody gets the finger // 

Yo, I'll be DJ'ing and laughing right next to your coffin // 

Nigga call this a ritual of real hip hop, I'm fucking scoffing // 

Beware I know all your bullshit motherfuckers I could be its exposer // 

Get yourselves a life and keep up with your own bussiness losers // 

I say what I wanna say, if I offended you, sorry I can't apologize // 

Trynna' acknowledge my mistakes, probably won't qualify // 

I'm banging these lasses in their asses, never try to mess with me // 

Yeah I said never mess with me, cause I'll have a murder to confess you see // 

I kill niggers as I pull em' triggers, fuck em' haters I'm the greatest! 

Let's slow down the pace so these faggots could understand some shit // 

Wanna wipe y'all off the earth's face cause you a disgrace to human race // 

Droppin' shit so whack wanna get you dead ressurect you and kill you again // 

Spitting these verses they strikin' at you like irreversible curses, striking so hard you'd be needing doctors and nurses!