Vega/Set
06-21-2005, 12:57 PM
straight stalkin my victims till tha burner heat dem/
fry they ass till they condemned to hell as i seek em/
peep tha reaper creepin as u hit tha reefa/
toke toke its ya last then u choke choke as i pass/
smoke comin of the tip of my blast now thats yo ass/
mo murderin is my deadly task in fact all i hear is people ask../
mr.ouija mr.ouija do u really have to kill me/
believe me i do and if u dont wanna see me start repentin for ur evil deeds/
coz i can guarantee a bloody death/
limbs here organs there oohh wut a bloody bloody mess/
got demons under my muderous spell to lay others in eternal rest/
jugdement day is upon us betta bail or start to confess/
obsessed wit killin so i pull it, ya u guessed it im fillin my eniemes wit bullets/
splittin wigs n spittin hot verses somethin of a curse it is/
jus sum of the few in my bag of tricks/
but nothin can stop me from blowin u away, no not even bricks/
leave u left where u cant b fixed so off u go to tha river styx/
hell's cowboy n im roundin up souls bitch/
so dont think u can fuck with ouija's mind/
9 9 watch me blow out cha spine/
so clean as i drag u away, not leavin a trace or a line/
shoot em up shoot em up bitch im one of a kind/
fry they ass till they condemned to hell as i seek em/
peep tha reaper creepin as u hit tha reefa/
toke toke its ya last then u choke choke as i pass/
smoke comin of the tip of my blast now thats yo ass/
mo murderin is my deadly task in fact all i hear is people ask../
mr.ouija mr.ouija do u really have to kill me/
believe me i do and if u dont wanna see me start repentin for ur evil deeds/
coz i can guarantee a bloody death/
limbs here organs there oohh wut a bloody bloody mess/
got demons under my muderous spell to lay others in eternal rest/
jugdement day is upon us betta bail or start to confess/
obsessed wit killin so i pull it, ya u guessed it im fillin my eniemes wit bullets/
splittin wigs n spittin hot verses somethin of a curse it is/
jus sum of the few in my bag of tricks/
but nothin can stop me from blowin u away, no not even bricks/
leave u left where u cant b fixed so off u go to tha river styx/
hell's cowboy n im roundin up souls bitch/
so dont think u can fuck with ouija's mind/
9 9 watch me blow out cha spine/
so clean as i drag u away, not leavin a trace or a line/
shoot em up shoot em up bitch im one of a kind/