[Lyric] Tales From The Darkside Feat. Cypher (ic ega)

(Intro) - Al Pacino (Carlito's Way)

Okay, I'm coming out. I'm gonna blow your fucking brains out. You think your big time? You're gonna fucking die, big time. You ready! Here comes the pain

(Verse 1) - Vic Vega
Lennox now wants revenge, now my mind is corrupt
Everybody's gonna get their hands chopped and their throats cut
I'm going all out waving my triggers in the air
Shoot the back of your head as blood splatters everywhere
And disappear before the cops arrives to this investigation
I'm coming so swift with my deadly combination
I wanna hear you scream like a bitch in pain
My samurai sword is now covered in bloodstains
Attack you with my tyrannical ragе, you've got shit for brains
Now I've got blood smearing on thе blade
I would bash you in your head with my Louisville Slugger
When I'm done with you, I'll throw your body in a gutter
Colombian necktie - Cuban execution
I'm coming back with a-nother Chainsaw massacre
Squashing every motherfuckin' pig on my hit list
Charles Bronson flick - now you've got yourself a deathwish
Mafia style, dump the car in the river
My menacing verses, they make your body shiver
I'm the thriller in manila / natural born killer
Mike Tyson rip your ear off and rip your asshole in two
Living proof in this deathmatch
Make one false move and then you're gonna get your neck snapped
Brandishing a 44. Mag - deranged minded and mad
So this time, you're going out in a body bag
(Verse 2) - Cypher
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(Verse 3) - Vic Vega
The microphone terrorist, murdering my nemesis
Menacing bomb specialist, Vic Vega's a perfectionist
Taking no shit from no jealous egotist
You're always sounding like a bitch, I think you need to see a therapist
You claim to live the street life, but that was just a fantasy
So how does it feel when you've met your fate tragically
Stab you with a pen like Joe Pesci in movie flicks
As I'm showing no remorse cause I'm a homicidal lunatic
All my murdered victims are now gonna get dismembered
When they hear my chainsaw that's revving through your center
Cut your face off with no remorse, I'm no pretender
With a price that's on your head carved in "V" like Vendetta's
My 44. Mag will make you drop your German Luger
I'm a modern sharpshooter, scaring you like Freddy Kruger
I'm still the illest rapper in this century
Crucify these rappers, cause there ain't no comparability
Murdering these flows, now you know I'm unstoppable
Noticing my deadly rhyming schemes are so phenomenal
Professional at this when it comes to wordsworth
Rhyming from a different universe when I observe
Telling my own side of the story so realistically
My words will blow your motherfuckin' mind like John Kennedy
Spitting ammunition cause my lyrics are infinity
I'll be kicking ass - me and Cypher's making history
It's like "The Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy"
I'm a pretty boy who has a murderous mentality
Going on a killing spree, demolishing my enemies
You'll get what you deserve and I will make your life a misery
I'll be the last person you will see before you die
Bulletwounds in your chest, now it's time to close your eyes
Backstabbers like you are gonna die tonight
And you better hope to God that you gone meet him in the afterlife