Scary Movie Music

Scary Movie Music - Scary Movies (Sequel) lyrics

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What's your favourite scary movie? 

Live from the dungeon, we coming 

Y'all besta be running, we coming 

Y'all don't want none of this gun an' 

I don't know why y'all keep frontin' 

Yo 

I'ma scare the socks off you 

Be sure the shock stops all you 

Knock ya lox off and chop your watch off you 

Lurking in the back like a crook in the black of the bushes 

With the rats, the axe, and the stacks of wood is 

By the garage, the Mirage tracks the shadow 

My weapon is lost with bodies, I'm strapped for battle 

My soul is in the crossroads, it hides the feeling 

Somewhere deep inside the spirit to rise the killer 

I'm too distant to talk 

My vicious assault 

Is inflicted in parts to slit you and stick in your heart 

I got nothing to lose and nothing to gain 

Only way I'm dying is up in flames 

I'm stuck in the game 

Look at you busting ya thang 

Shots only get stuck in my frame 

I got you not trusting ya aim 

I never speak but you can hear me breathe at night 

With a hunger and greed for life to decievw what's right 

I'm a true killer 

A troop risen to do business 

Live on a roof on a river drooped with news clippings 

I only come out when it's time to run out and find 

An innocent victim inside one house with blinds 

I'm Freddie Kruger, Jason, and Scream chasing a dream 

Looking for a scene to take to the extreme for the mean 

You better carry your Uzis is rare to do me 

Everybody's scared to view me, I'm Scary Movies 

Yo, 



Chorus(x2): 

Y'all want drama? 

Wanna make a scary movie? 

Your rappers coming in with their team and carry toolies 

You can jump right out of the screen and barely move me 

We hard hitting, directing, and starring in it 

Yo niggas from the Wall don't bleed 

Dirty Dozen niggas don't bleed 

Royce 5-9 don't bleed 

Rock City niggas don't bleed 

Live from the dungeon, we coming 

Y'all best be running, we coming 

Y'all don't want none of this gun an' 

I don't know why y'all keep frontin' 

Yo 

All this room in this big house you chose the attic 

You running slower and slower so you froze in panic 

I'm wearing a white mask, black cloak and dagger 

You scatter hoping for life, grabbing ropes and ladders 

Under this robe, I'm tatted up 

Automatic'd up 

I'm mad as fuck, I'ma kill no matter what 

You - live in the wrong house, at the wrong time 

You - answer the call so you all mine 

You can't put fear in the heart of the heartless 

Got a list of names just don't know which one to start with 

At your house, staking it out, posing as carpenters 

Looking for closets that house guns with cartridges 

I'm low down and stressed 

I go around the rest of the house looking for Granny to throw down the steps 

And when it's your turn - oh you know it's tragic 

And the music in the background is so dramatic 

I'm trying to lift you off your feet - hope you know gymnastics 

Try to - soak the mattress with rope molasses 

You try to - cover your head like a prophylactic 

Next time somebody calling your phone, don't answer it 

[Ring x2] 

Hello? Hello? 

[Hang up tone] 

Yo 

[Chorus] x2 

Yo niggas from the Wall, don't bleed 

Dirty Dozen niggas don't bleed 

Royce 5-9 don't bleed 

Rock City niggas don't bleed 

We making names for each other like the Wayans Brothers 

Rock City niggas always name each other. 

Niggas got crews, don't even claim each other. 

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Language: English

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