Hellraiser

Intro:<br><br>Este hermano esta enloquecido, amigo!<br>Try to play me close and get loose<br>Try to play me close and get loose<br>(Damn, my ears are burning hot!)<br>Damn, damn, damn, damn my ears are burning hot!<br>Damn,goddamn,goddamn, damn my ears are burning hot!<br>Yeah, yeah, yeah, <br><br>Verse One: Fashion<br><br>Damn my ears are burning hot<br>I think I got fakin the funk<br>Motherfucks up in my spot<br>They know I`m gonna blow<br>So they press up on<br>The crew like gets dissed <br>Like a fool when I`m gone<br>SO GET OUT, AND LEAVE ME ALONE, <br>CLOSE MY DOOR!<br>I gotta whisper cause I got <br>Some fuckin` ears on my floor<br>They`re tryin` to catch on <br>To see who I`m givin` the hoot<br>There it is square biz<br>Don`t say my kids<br>[Psycho Les]<br> All these phony motherfuckers wanna shake my hand<br> And behind my back talk shit to the next man<br> Click, bam, a hit to your block, you got beats, but stop!<br> Your shit is wack!<br>[Fashion]<br>Yeah, you better keep it subliminal<br>Cause I don`t play, some say<br>My style`s type criminal<br>And we can get down, yo for real<br>Yeah, so whatever kid, do what you feel, sucker!<br><br>Chorus: repeat 4X<br><br>[P. Les] Try to play me close and get ghost, sucker!<br>[Fashion]Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers!<br><br>Verse Two: Psycho Les, Fashion<br><br>You see me and I see you<br>But you still want to act like <br>You don`t see me, cool<br>Years ago an A&R dissed<br>Our fuckin` demos and said<br>That shit was scarred<br>BITCH, YOU BIG-TIME BITCH YOUR FOAMIN`<br>YOUR LABEL`S SHIT AND YOU`LL REGRET IT IN A MOMENT<br>Now you eat pills, while I puff on the Phils<br>And still, you can`t comprehend your skills<br><br>You remember the time, only after I performed<br>You called my hotel door, you want to blow me like a storm<br>But Blue, no matter what you do<br>You can`t trick this kid<br>Too cool, I thought you knew, fool!<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse Three: Fashion, Psycho Les<br><br>Now I got you trapped, feelin weak and nervous<br>Word up, cause I be strapped like the Secret Service<br>The cops they run me down for the guns I be wielding<br>I`ll murder a force to get lost between buildings<br>Time to go to war, it`s been a raiser, now I`ma flip<br>Rippin more niggaz than an axe in a horror flick<br>Doin mad crime, I remember the days well<br>The demon inside of me had invited me to raise hell<br><br>I don`t want to have to snuff nobody<br>I just drink my twenties with coke with Bacardi<br>Try to play me close and get ghost, sucker!<br>Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers!