Ism

[Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x This shit I spit is hard as penitentiary dick And I'mma go up in you deep with this Clubhouse Click And I'mma give it to you raw, a ear full of this ISM This pure uncut gangsta shit, pimpin' this ISM [1st Verse, Lord Infamous] Scarecrow horrific bloody pacific twisted bounty hunter Collecting the brains of the enemy Crossing the path of this ravenous monster I'm spittin' the souls and I'm bleeding the venom I'm cappin' the lightning and thunder And you cannot deal with the lethal injection My dose is puttin' you under This deadly assassin will come up and blastin' And dump you in casket and wrap you in plastic When poppin' the plastic your brain disappear Like it was fuckin' magic When squeezing the trigger my finger lock on it Vicious, like a fuckin' pit Lord Infamous and Black Rain in this bitch With Tha Clubhouse Click Infamous Kid and I rip up trick nigga From his fuckin' ass to his appetite Clinch 'round your neck like a boa constrictor Circulate cut off all light Bitch you best get on some act-right Cause the Lord Infamous awfully focus for pain Once I catch up with you, guaranteed Shit gon' get real strange [Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x This shit I spit is hard as penitentiary dick And I'mma go up in you deep with this Clubhouse Click And I'mma give it to you raw, a ear full of this ISM This pure uncut gangsta shit, pimpin' this ISM [2nd Verse, Mac Montese] [Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x This shit I spit is hard as penitentiary dick And I'mma go up in you deep with this Clubhouse Click And I'mma give it to you raw, a ear full of this ISM This pure uncut gangsta shit, pimpin' this ISM [3rd Verse, Lord Infamous] I put yo head on the chopping block Fuckin' with ma guap Gotta be a kush crop and a pint of yella snot Don't get cut on yo top Put a (?) hickey knot Need a hard how hard yo eye, purple flip flop Need a medical attention when this pistol get cocked Got the shank of destiny Infamous stickin' em on the spot You don't want no parts of this Get lead, get hot I don't do no pistol playing I give your punkass a shot I don't tote no small shit I got some shit that you don't like Like my nigga Spice 1 I'mma pu-o pu-o pop Wishin' someone will help you Won't somebody call the cops? Leave ya beat down and bloody in Lord's butcher shop [Hook, Lord Infamous] 2x This shit I spit is hard as penitentiary dick And I'mma go up in you deep with this Clubhouse Click And I'mma give it to you raw, a ear full of this ISM This pure uncut gangsta shit, pimpin' this ISM