Terror In The City Lyrics & Chords By Shabazz The Disciple

"You know, you done real good, not to say anything to the man."

(Chorus: Shabazz The Disciple)
Boyakah! Boyakah!
I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
I'm causing terror in the city
Boyakah! Boyakah!
I leave your brains on the fuckin curb
I'm causing terror in the city

(Shabazz The Disciple)
Sending niggaz to the Pearly Gates
I'm psyched out, I got screws lose like Norman Bates
Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
Devils choke from the gun smoke
Once I'm prevoked, I shove a fifth long down your throat
And let you taste the steel
Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
I'm swelling devils melons up for my man Ford Mohammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
And one by one, I light y'all up and send your asses to King's County

(Chorus)

(Shabazz The Disciple)
Sort of a remorse supplier
You want a nigga banked? Fuck Spencer, 'bazz for hire
Murder is my desire, and if you think I'm a liar
I'll send your ass to Hell's fire
Chop down MC's like trees
Possessed by my knowledge of thirty-two degrees
I'm a lord of son, not a mason, mars son
You better take precautions when I step into the Diamond swarming
And come equipped or your shit'll get ripped
And stay the fuck out of my face with all that Adam and Eve shit
I know you're wondering why I'm flipping
Cuz I got beef with the devil and you fit the description

(Chorus)

(Shabazz The Disciple)
Sending niggaz to the Pearly Gates
I'm psyched out, I got screws lose like Norman Bates
Shoot shit up like it's a gallery
Blowing snakes heads off just to earn me a salary
Devils choke from the gun smoke
Once I'm prevoked, I shove a fifth long down your throat
And let you taste the steel
Another body unidentified, shipped from the pot of spill
Your punk-ass'll get out dramaed
I'm swelling devils melons up for my man Ford Mohammed
Get a crew and try to surround me
And one by one, I light y'all up and send your asses to King's County

(Chorus x2)

(Shabazz The Disciple)
Putting niggaz in wheelchairs, laying up with a shitty
Try to react, I'll blow your chest out your back
Finish you off with a slug to your hat
I know you're wondering why I'm flipping
Cuz I got beef with the devil and you fit the description