Текст песни Close My Eyes

[Hook: (Eklypss)]

Die

(Open your eyes hypnotize, Surprise muthafucka you gonna die)

I... I close my eyes

And am I surprised to see what's on my mind

[Pit]

I dwell in the spot that's super hot

Welcome to my area

There's a dead nigga on the block, call the cops

Welcome to my area

Makin fat knot, sellin chronic and them rocks

Welcome to my area

My hoggs drop dawgs and you will get dropped

Welcome to my area

It's like this

Past destruction, Consequences

Repercussions, Sick intensions

I blew a left tire on the gta, on I-15

When the cops was chasing

Made it to the exit ramp

Feelin amped but I swerved and hit the curb

My best chance was appear in Perry Ellis

Two strike felon, So I'm runnin from the ghetto bird

So they chased me out the Suburbs

But it's all good, cause I'm in my hood

I know the dark places and the corners to cut like the back of my hand

Like I know I should, Rough neck

Oh shit, The ghetto bird

Hit the fence and ripped a sleeve

I'm in the backyard of Dynomite's

So I jumped in the dog house with his pit bull Hercules

And let the bitches in the sky fly by

I tapped his window

He said,

"What up nigg", What up

"Get your ass in", Alright

"We need to g", Okay

"Hit this blunt", Alright

"Sip this Henn", Yeah

Rough necks said you make it hot in December

Enough to jack Chris Cringle

You could call me the ghetto grinch

I keep it true with Doom

'Cause of my Siccmade family members, Uh

[Hook: (Eklypss)]

I... I close my eyes

And am I surprised to see what's on my mind

Die

(Open your eyes hypnotize, Surprise muthafucka you gonna die)

Die

(Nigga what's up, Now you stuck with nuthin but bad luck)

(Nigga you fucked)

[Brotha Lynch Hung]

I'm scorchin you

Might have to torture you

Cut your nuts with razor blades

Make corpses' stew

I like pork and meat

I'm on your porch with heat

You want the Triple Crown?

I'll cut off your horses' feetBrotha Lynch Hung - Close My Eyes - http://ru.motolyrics.com/brotha-lynch-hung/close-my-eyes-lyrics.html

Yeah of course it's me, The B-A-B-Y-K-I- Double L

Right when you stomach swell

Kick it with a size twelve

You was a fluke, bitch

I couldn't let you keep your dottles off of two fifth's

It's our little secret

Put you in the bedroom, Rip your guts

Bitch give me some head room, No nicks and cuts hoe

I hate that shit, You know I rape that shit

Call me super-dick

They can't find a cape that fits, So I don't hate

I like cumin in your throat straight

You bitches is so fake, You could die a slow fate

You get's no breaks, Just nuts in your mouth

Strap in your mouth and a Mac in your mouth, nigga

[Hook: (Eklypss)]

I... I close my eyes

And am I surprised to see what's on my mind

Die

(Open your eyes hypnotize, Surprise muthafucka you gonna die)

Die

(Nigga what's up, Now you stuck with nuthin but bad luck)

(Nigga you fucked)

[Eklypss]

Motion detector, Plague infector

Knife dissector, Bone collector

Hannibal Lecter

Light nigga with a lighter in a fire in my fuel injector

I set 'em up, Knock 'em down

Get my clown on

Cut 'em up with a frown on

I gets down on niggaz

Hell bound with the trigger

I'm a killa lookin to make more than six figures

Get twisted up like a French braid

Rippin you up cause you bitch made

Cin Sity and the sickest nigga from Siccmade (Lynch)

Apocalypse Pit and Eklypss from Doomsday

Us niggaz is crazy

If you can imagine what goes through the mind of a sick muthafucka

You gotta be a sick muthafucka to love us

And understand not to fuck with us gut rippers, slut dickers,

Steel-toed boot butt kickers, rough niggaz

Nuttin in bitches, throwin on the Dickies

And leavin the pussy red and dead, Infected with the plague

Understandin what I'm sayin?

I'm Doom to the max

Don't make me have to break out the axe

I done did it before, I'll do it again

Cut a nigga from his nuts to his appetite and grin

It's all sin

Make you notify your next-to kin

Drinkin a hundred and eighty proof of liquor

I get sicker, gets wicked

Get your bitch and dick her like my name was Dirt Diggler

Call me the grave digger

I can do you when you awake, nigga

Don't even gotta hate, nigga

Or I can do you with your eyes closed

Clog your nostrils, Nigga die slow