CarlosRossiMC - The Massacre (feat. Thorobred)

Ay, Rossi the Ripper, rappin’ rugged and ravenous
Get your bitch off my zipper, or a scandalous accident
Leave you needin’ an ambulance, add it up on an abacus
Wit my superior savageness, I smoke you like cannabis
When the message you send, makin’ mice outta men
Bro, this ain’t for pretend, this where you prepare to defend
You 'bout to feel it, the realest, watch ‘em curl like a fetus
My genius feelin’ so fiendish, there no love left between us
Shit commence to dispense, intense like Rambo revenge
Make ‘em feel the suspense, see if they know the ledge
They shake like a fraud and a fake, bro I’m lovin’ your hate
How much more will it take until there can be no debate
Rossi rockin’ the Mountain West with every breath left
When you put my bars to the test it’s like a shot to the chest
Rossi and Ray in this bitch, fuck all these amateurs
Leave ‘em like a snitch in a ditch, witness the massacre
Cuz it’s gon’ be a massacre, we shootin’ like fifty caliber
At your cardio vascular, make ‘em piss in a catheter
A tragic disaster, like Challenger
And they never will mend, you 'bout to witness the end
Cuz it’s gon’ be a massacre, we shootin’ like fifty caliber
At your cardio vascular, make ‘em piss in a catheter
A tragic disaster, like Challenger
And they never will mend, you 'bout to witness the end
Lego, fifty caliber turn challengers to amateurs
Spittin' rounds on these clowns, lay 'em down, another massacre
Annihilation, decimation, pull up dumpin' slugs
In every direction, my Smith and Wesson blessin' chumps
Smoke 'em like reefer, they eyes is wider than tweakers
And end up murdered like features, and now they sleep with the fishes
They left 'em soaked like the dishes, boy it's the end for you bitches
Ever actin' suspicious, or if I hear any hissin'
I'll cut you off homie, but I don't have any scissors
That chopper gonna be foppin' ya, them hot ones droppin' you bitches
Pull up stompin' you bitches, but you ain't ready for that
Close your mouth, pay attention, or I'm wreckin' that ass
It's the lyrical villain, illin', and killin' the beat
Record spinnin', blood spillin', got 'em feelin' the heat
Cross the path of a psychopath, your path is gonna end
The massacre
Cuz it’s gon’ be a massacre, we shootin’ like fifty caliber
At your cardio vascular, make ‘em piss in a catheter
A tragic disaster, like Challenger
And they never will mend, you 'bout to witness the end
Cuz it’s gon’ be a massacre, we shootin’ like fifty caliber
At your cardio vascular, make ‘em piss in a catheter
A tragic disaster, like Challenger
And they never will mend, you 'bout to witness the end

Written by:
Carlos Sanchez, Ray Gurule

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