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Artist:	Q Strange
Song Title:	Ghetto Gothic
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f/ Majik Duce

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[Verse 1 -Q Strange]

Comin' wit the hard shit

Demented and the dark shit

Wickedness regardless

Hip-hop sounding Gothic

Will I begin and I pick up the mic and deliver the batik, I billem, I kiddem

I hittem, I killem and then I just give em the plea of their life I killem

Its gonna be and hour or two

Sayin' its true prayin' to god I can offer you

This demon is beating, you bleed and scream

And I got more for you

I offer you a chance to run, Ima come and start the hunt

Stalkin' you is half the fun, yo my prey has just begun

Leavin' you stunned, paralyzed, leavin' you blind, stab your eyes

Makin' you my sacrifice, drown you just like ?Shepard's? wife

They don't wanna step, you ain't half as nice

Stab you with a plastic knife

Stab and slice, mad at life

Sanity done passed me by

How'd I get so powerless?

Can stop, wont stop with the rottin flesh

Cuttem up quick that's how it is

I did that shit, I ain't proud of it

No doubt wit it, I'm reppin' the hot shit

Hip hop that's gothic

What are you retarded?

Gimme the mic lets get this started

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Comin' wit that Ghetto Gothic

Comin' out the darkness

Wicked shit, you can't stop this

Hot shit, and it ain't hard to tell

Stayin' underground like the flames of hell

Murda Murda Murda

[Verse 2 - Majik Duce]

So sickly, you can't see me like Houdini

Where the fuck up at your vision?

Gothic flippin', rippin', rockin' put with precision

What the fuck is up with your rhymin' ass

Why the fuck you rhymin' with your hair shook

And exercising your lead foot

Runaway

Better putt yo double four magnums away

Path for the game

Step on the main, happy to live for today

Cuz if I wasn't, how could I possibly be travelin' on?

Hittin' the valley but still I manage to be battelin' on

(*Changes from 'Harmony' style to normal rap*)

Mutha Fuck that harmony shit

Where the fuck your artery bitch?

Gotta car to start and four more let's start

For more people to hit

I'm coming but I guess I'm partly to blame

But I'm just that modern day jokesta

Why do you all try to be like Q Strange?

But you ain't Shit like Q

[Verse 3 -Q Strange]

Fact is I'm commin' up outta the blackness

Them enemies wanna attack this

They keep comin' out wit whack shit, yo practice

Before you throw stones from yo glass house

Comin' at me wit the bullshit, betta believe I'll take that ass out

You passed out, wait, from the wickedest shit that I get when I spit

Shut yo lips, fuck you bitch, went and gotta shovel and I dug yo ditch?

You don't wanna step, wanna step to me

Even now so you can see

That ya life's in jeopardy

You bout to meet ya destiny

[Chorus]

[Verse 4 -Q Strange]

I been a killa, like Jack the Rippa

Me runnin' wit that roughneck crew no ones illa

We murder them with the stylee from the sewer

You don't want the glock cuz Ino sharpshooter

Shady blade cuts smooth if you don't drilla

See da blood clot now they call me blood spilla

We comin' to the place rude boy comin' no one realla

Me got the red heart me gonna kill likeDracula

Me rugged is my stylee no way not dire

Busta now me comin' straight grimy

Ragamuffin sound boy, betta watchya back now

Comin' not gonna back down

Wacky man come to lay the smack down

(*Changes from Jamaican style rap back to normal*)

Yo I'm back now, wit the Ghetto Gothic, cant stop it, I'm heartless

Innocent souls is my target

I rock shit, wit a style straight out the darkness

Hip hop flows over beats is rap gothic

When I see ya punk, Ima sleigh that whack garbage

For starters, Ima killem all yo regardless

I shock kids, when I kick a flow and it bothers

Whack little bitches yo you cant take the hard shit

You scarred bitch, mentally affected by the sickness

When it kicks yo, can I get a witness?

Rip ya insides out, and then splatter'em

So many homicide records, my cases went platinum

[Chorus] - 1.5X

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