Empre$$ - 2 Nightmares in the Port City (feat. Jizzy the Genius) Lyrics

Murder beats, kill rhymes, sell your soul for a nickel dime
Fool you once that's a good time, cut your heart like a powerline
Have a bitch in my crib, beating liver blood on the Benz
Manipulation all in ya brain, have a bitch going crazy insane
Screaming out my full name, tatted on her, A&A
Beating heart bloody valentine, take ya life that's my time
Cut your throat, steal ya eyes, kiss ya once and tell ya lies
Promises, make none, bitch buy a hoe, pay a ton
Play time that's my time, night time like lifetime
Daytime like play ya bitch, do a dance like Busta Rhymes
Hide and seek put you in a ditch, long dick still take ya bitch
Grab a rope, choke you tight, torch your shit till morning light
Zombie shit like eat ya brains, still hungry still feel the same
Haven't eaten in three days so I'm looking for some fresh meat
Pretty bitches that's all I need, pretty bitches that's all I need
Sleeping pill, give it time, hammer to ya head like a goldmine

Blood all on the table dead bodies murder scene
Heads served on the floor, crushed ya hopes and ya dreams
Pulled up in a white van, black coat with a AK
Hopped out, load the clip, wack rappers, gangway
Dream team, who's that. Its the prophecy its the Empress
I just copped yo mixtape, f*ck boi I ain't impressed
U got no commas no interest
No mass appeal no standouts
Only real shit that ya did spit was when I shoved the tape inside ya damn mouth
It's hilarious you embarrassing
You a pacifist imma pessimist
Separate ya blood like a pheresis
Show up to the door where your parents live
Get the burner out get ya dad popped
Tie ya kids up with their arms locked
Leave the scene and give ya mom cock
Now she selling dope in the trap spot
Fix ya chest up for ya get smoked
Check for blood stains get the body bag
Leave the evidence take the remains now the world knows imma psychopath
In the mirror, its a bloodbath, my reflection, gotta conscience
So don't run up on me with the nonsense
Imma go cray lose conscious!

RIP to my old hoes, RIP to my zombie bitches
Take ya life, grim reaper, steal ya soul imma soul keeper
Freddy Krueger, Jason, gotcha bitch tied up in my basement
Say shh, bitch keep it down, I don't wanna hear you make a sound
Mad child, chucky doll, blood on the floor that's a bloody hall
Messing shit like grimy bitch, taking people soul like a devil's bitch
Graveyard, go hard, kill so much that I'm going far
Jizzy, I just killed ya bitch, go so hard gotta small dick
Dead bodies in a trash can, gotcha bitch tied up in a handstand
My pussy she ate that, her brains bitch I blew that
Thotties I done dawged that and Joc dick I cut that

Lets play a game
Live or die
Devils advocate or Devil May Cry
Walk thru these walls nigga might lose ya eye
Or bear traps to the face tear ya mouth up wide
Ghostface mask on with the hook in my hand
Welcome to my nightmares I'm at it again
Friday the 13 bad luck a bliss
Gotta couple beast niggas who be wit da shits
This ice round my neck ridiculous
And y'all goofy ass niggas ain't built for this
The track record took 21 years to spit
And y'all waiting 30 more just to see me slip
You get the bleach, I'll get the shovel
Jump out the car, niggas in trouble
Walking dead on these f*ck boys all black suburban get on my level
Care package ready best come and get it
Got the gasoline and adrenaline
Keep the gun tucked no babysitting
With an extra clip for emergency
These shitty rappers don't deserve to eat
Get constipated, they incompetent we decapitate em
Bitch I'm from the south ain't no conversations when its llamas spraying
Goddamn!