Hell ft Street

Verse 1 - Snoop Clutch - My hearts colder than Antarctica

Don't mind going to jail being one of the guys playing harmonica

I can eat these rappers alive like im a pirahana

Im hot headed like a damn sauna

Ima try to act tough like a foreign guys hair

Cause im a rapper that's rare

I cause a lot of damage

I make rappers vanish

Think we all know my brain is like a dictionary

I look at these whack f[]s like they're imaginary

Lookin like im fully mechanical

Eating these rappers alive like a cannibal

And Hannibal

Welcome 2 Hell no escape

HurriCANT is gonna be like "I wanna go home to rap and record my s[]x tapes"

Time to eat up more of these p[]ss1es they're looking delicious

I tried not to act suspicious

Cause I eat these rappers alive cause im vicious

Time to rule these f[]s like im Saddam hussien

Im still at it one of the best in the game

Like im illmatic in the fast lane

A Pill attic pissed off prick that needs tamed

That could kill f[]gg0ts cause hes insane

These other rappers are to plain

Im cold as snow

And im not even from san fransisco

MY lyrics cause explosions

Cause all these rappers are softer than pills and potions

I scream at my TV

F[] ICP

I want these little f[]s to buy my CD

They make fun of me from the south

Cause they ride Altar his D[] is in KH's mouth

These people don't even know what my lyrics are about

F[] Altar trying to teach me metaphors im better off witout

Im freaky I eat these p[]ssies F[] them up and spit them out

 

 

Verse 2 - Street -

Welcome to the fumes, no need for a digestive system to eat you alive,

Flip the pencil, and erase the point where they drew the line,

I'll eradicate by links, call that a "chain reaction",

I don't add up the the equation but I perform the subtraction,

Walked through the gates of hell, the doors of opportunity,

Missiles pointed like Cubans, and ain't not talking about jewelry,

They say don't judge a book by its cover, so I summarize the person,

The only way they could ever drive the game, is if they're in their hearses

Life is a ride with ups and downs, I'll be the one managing the coaster,

And I'll make sure they get a shock out of it, fork in the toaster,

Flowing like a river, but still splashing like a fountain,

I'll win by a "landslide", call it riding down a mountain,

I'm the messiah, they're my disciples, so my feelings to them is platonic,

I wish they "would", but out of that wood I'd craft a coffin,

Have them shouting my name, trying to get my attention,

I'm schooling these [N]s, so let this teacher put them in suspension,

Always on the rise, like the sun in the morning,

Try to sleep on me, but I don't hear any snoring,

I'm just trying to be the greatest, cause I don't believe in second,

You better hope you're a fast learner cause I'm about to teach you a lesson,

If you're a representative, I'm the group leader,

If youre one in a thousand, than you're a millimeter,

You "seek" for attention, then it's "hiding" from you,

Since you're trying to detect, blue print paws are your best clue,

They try to cut me off well I don't even see a scratch,

I think we've came to a conclusion, while they're still on a rough draft,

Me and Snoop here to prove it, like a satellite, around the map,

Realize that your living in hell, but you should know by now that,

UGH

 

 

 

Outro - Snoop Clutch - Welcome to hell.