Immortal Kombat lyrics

[Verse 1: TRiPPJONES]
Red eyes on my face
When I step up in the cake
I be turning different ways like I'm running through a maze
And my hate super sweet like I got that honey glaze
[?] that we come up for the cake
You a puppet for the fame, and that isn't how we rock
Through the ocean to the dock
Transported on a yacht
Hoppin' out the grave like a zombie, I'm back for more
You a f*ckin' stain, I do not know what you rappin' for
Put that on my life I promise I could never [?]
Just be keepin' it 100 cause I know they really hoes
And they been tryna steal the flow
I swear this sh*t is getting old
And I been tryna keep it cool but now it's time to take some souls
And my new name ghost hunter
I feel like the road runner
Blade where I keep my clothes under
I'm a known hustler
You see it's getting tragic
They try to steal the magic
That's what you get for jackin'
f*ck 'em to the casket

[Verse 2: Morgue!]
Think I'm Scorpion
b*tch get over here
My n*gga TRiPP Sub-Zero we get cold in here
But we get hot in here
Cause we bring the flames
Circle Five on a mission, finna change the game
Finna change the game
Cause these n*ggas whack
Yeah these n*ggas lack
Why these pus*y n*ggas rap
Thrash your f*ckin' neck
You better take a nap
I pull up in all black, they like "who is that?"
n*ggas hating on the squad cause we too legit
Yeah we too lit
Smoking cookie crisp
Hella backwoods
And they never skim
I just smoked an eighth
You just rolled a twig
I'm a grown boy
You's a little kid
You can never catch me slip, I gotta catch my grip
sh*t is real in the field for them dollar bills
Hitman need money, so we gotta kill
Old head need food so we gotta steal
sh*t is really f*cked up, but that's how we live
b*tch that's how we live