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  • 作词 : John Jackson/Jason Phillips/Teddy Mendez/Dwight Brandon/Al Green/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith
    作曲 : John Jackson/Jason Phillips/Teddy Mendez/Dwight Brandon/Al Green/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith
    At night, I lie awake and this man is...is burning
    Every waking moment, he haunts me
    He's coming
    I know he's coming
    I see someone else...in the fog...by the lake
    And he's holding something...
    Who is he?
    (Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
    Yeah, it's getting spooky out here
    All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
    No cool ******, it's just goofies out here
    I mean, ****** is eating pork wearing kufis out here
    Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here
    Ten toes down, I'm on two feet out here
    Truthfully out here, I'll be too fleet out here
    Getting fly, no ********, I'm the 2-3 out here
    From Jordans you ain't see, shoutout to Carolina
    To all baby me's, I see all you Harold Miners
    Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the Go-Go
    With girls that'll spread they legs open for a logo, ay
    Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player
    To the locker room, I'm back to cock it to 'em
    Toast to all you ****** that was talkin' caca to 'em
    We on a different FLōH, we ain't sendin' vodka to 'em
    The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to 'em
    Bet he say 'aah' when it blocka-blocka to 'em
    Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon
    Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom
    Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn't tell though
    All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo
    You soft as pudding Jell-O
    We'll come to your hood and "Hello"
    Wave it at everybody, ain't tryna be put in jail though
    All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow
    And I be swervin' potholes in every hood and ghetto
    Lame *****, swerve, I lame ***** swerve
    It's been 10 years and you the same *****, swerve!
    I just gotta keep on keepin' on
    But I'm not gon' be the one you keep on sleepin' on
    This verse right here be your worst nightmare
    I just laugh at you ****** then come after you ******
    Freddy!
    HA-HAAAEEH! (You remember!)
    I'm dead wrong; you wanna live, I can't let you
    You at full speed, I'm walking, I still catch you
    Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
    These ****** ain't bosses, they workers and employees
    I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks
    Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
    I'll put something right through
    Your face from out the toolbox
    ****** get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
    You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
    You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
    I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
    Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks
    Might have to crush your Adam's apple with the vice grips
    You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
    Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
    Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can't miss you
    You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
    Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
    Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
    Three bodies in one night, that's a hat trick
    Pay the plug soon as you finish, that's a backflip
    Spend six, make 12 back, that's a crack flip
    Sad part about it, you boys ain't even ready
    Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
    Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
    Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
    Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin'
    When you hear that (Kill kill kill)
    You don't see me but I'm comin'
    Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman
    (Kill kill kill) Yeah
    It ain't even no sense in runnin'
    (Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation
    How the crime scene was left
    They could tell that it was Jason
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : John Jackson/Jason Phillips/Teddy Mendez/Dwight Brandon/Al Green/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith
    [00:00.048] 作曲 : John Jackson/Jason Phillips/Teddy Mendez/Dwight Brandon/Al Green/Erick Sermon/Parrish Smith
    [00:00.97]At night, I lie awake and this man is...is burning
    [00:07.91]Every waking moment, he haunts me
    [00:12.73]He's coming
    [00:15.99]I know he's coming
    [00:19.18]I see someone else...in the fog...by the lake
    [00:26.29]And he's holding something...
    [00:29.26]Who is he?
    [00:39.19](Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
    [00:41.98]Yeah, it's getting spooky out here
    [00:44.19]All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
    [00:46.66]No cool ******, it's just goofies out here
    [00:49.19]I mean, ****** is eating pork wearing kufis out here
    [00:51.66]Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here
    [00:54.26]Ten toes down, I'm on two feet out here
    [00:56.96]Truthfully out here, I'll be too fleet out here
    [00:59.48]Getting fly, no ********, I'm the 2-3 out here
    [01:01.97]From Jordans you ain't see, shoutout to Carolina
    [01:04.51]To all baby me's, I see all you Harold Miners
    [01:07.18]Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the Go-Go
    [01:09.80]With girls that'll spread they legs open for a logo, ay
    [01:12.72]Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player
    [01:15.02]To the locker room, I'm back to cock it to 'em
    [01:17.46]Toast to all you ****** that was talkin' caca to 'em
    [01:19.86]We on a different FLōH, we ain't sendin' vodka to 'em
    [01:22.66]The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to 'em
    [01:25.00]Bet he say 'aah' when it blocka-blocka to 'em
    [01:27.66]Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon
    [01:30.12]Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom
    [01:32.63]Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn't tell though
    [01:35.46]All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo
    [01:37.72]You soft as pudding Jell-O
    [01:39.08]We'll come to your hood and "Hello"
    [01:40.38]Wave it at everybody, ain't tryna be put in jail though
    [01:42.99]All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow
    [01:45.46]And I be swervin' potholes in every hood and ghetto
    [01:48.02]Lame *****, swerve, I lame ***** swerve
    [01:50.51]It's been 10 years and you the same *****, swerve!
    [01:53.12]I just gotta keep on keepin' on
    [01:55.48]But I'm not gon' be the one you keep on sleepin' on
    [01:58.15]This verse right here be your worst nightmare
    [02:00.68]I just laugh at you ****** then come after you ******
    [02:03.34]Freddy!
    [02:04.05]HA-HAAAEEH! (You remember!)
    [02:24.42]I'm dead wrong; you wanna live, I can't let you
    [02:27.25]You at full speed, I'm walking, I still catch you
    [02:30.00]Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
    [02:33.19]These ****** ain't bosses, they workers and employees
    [02:35.96]I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks
    [02:38.74]Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
    [02:41.65]I'll put something right through
    [02:43.04]Your face from out the toolbox
    [02:44.27]****** get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
    [02:47.44]You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums
    [02:50.15]You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
    [02:52.86]I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
    [02:55.85]Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks
    [02:58.83]Might have to crush your Adam's apple with the vice grips
    [03:01.80]You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
    [03:04.55]Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
    [03:07.43]Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can't miss you
    [03:10.02]You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
    [03:12.86]Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
    [03:15.82]Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
    [03:18.73]Three bodies in one night, that's a hat trick
    [03:21.70]Pay the plug soon as you finish, that's a backflip
    [03:24.45]Spend six, make 12 back, that's a crack flip
    [03:27.39]Sad part about it, you boys ain't even ready
    [03:29.99]Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
    [03:32.92]Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
    [03:35.79]Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
    [03:38.71]Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin'
    [03:41.42]When you hear that (Kill kill kill)
    [03:43.08]You don't see me but I'm comin'
    [03:44.17]Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman
    [03:46.97](Kill kill kill) Yeah
    [03:48.47]It ain't even no sense in runnin'
    [03:49.95](Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation
    [03:52.83]How the crime scene was left
    [03:54.23]They could tell that it was Jason