N.T.S. lyrics

[Verse 1: Twisted Insane]
Friday, the 13th n*gga that's monster sh*t
Great big n*gga like Frankenstein, hop in the whip with a monster b*tch
Slice through hoes like Freddy Kruger, wait for you n*ggas like Doctor Satan
I had to come harder than your favorite rapper, that's why I kept all you people waiting

[Brief Jeopardy-styled music]

Friday, the 13th Pamela Voorhees sh*t
Lead motherf*ckers straight to they death, call me the black Jack Kevorkian
I'm like a werewolf Michael Jackson thriller, on the full moon you can test your luck
I hunt motherf*ckers deep in the woods, I even give a head start buddy best of luck
Yeah, I be in the corner like a n*gga who was bout to murder you was sick
Until he get and catch a n*gga slippin' he grew up in this sh*t and I ain't leave until the homie got a fist full of Motorola, p*ssed getting naked with this b*tch, black man and I'ma sign up for a full-meal ticket
Got this foo' wipe out a blade so I'm knowing anything a n*gga say sh*t he'll deal with it
Yeah, I be off of cop sh*t, wild sh*t eating everybody, crocodile wit
Get up in the morning and a n*gga run a mile we can play a little game but a sin is never childish
Flow so dos know i'm too wicked, punch you in the face and make yo' ho go out and get it
sh*tted on all the motherf*cking competition and I look em in the face and tell em I did it, n*gga

[Hook]
Night time x16
Night time sh*t x16

[Verse 2]
Octo-ber 31st, that's Halloween
n*gga I'm the real life Michael Myers, look you dead in the eye while I eat your spleen
Shout out to Wes Craven, Stephen King, Clive Barker and the rest that do horror themes
I be leaving motherf*ckers whole body numb, when I spit you would think you on morphine, n*gga
Brainsick, Muzik but homie that's all I know
Spend my time doing this rapping sh*t, if I didn't have this I'd be kicking doors
If I didn't have this I'd be pimping hoes put em on the block, tell em get to work
What the f*ck you mean you ain't got no money? Pull out your titties b*tch lift your skirt
Yeah, acting like a phantom I be at 'em in the parking lot and ready for the killin', I am like a supervillian
When I open up and drill 'em, better know who you was dealin' with, a n*gga finna peel 'em, I get deep inside your mental if your money to the ceiling
Chainsaw brains raw I get ignant, f*ck a n*gga talkin' bout the peace sh*t catch em in the streets quick and it gets vindictive
Every time I catch them in the street they be cheesy at the cheeks with the peace sh*t
Speak with hella respect but on the phone check he was acting like a n*gga with the G sh*t
He so wit' yo switch yo b*tch ass n*ggas ain't f*cking with me and my kind
I'm sitting in the dark room during broad daylight if you lookin' for me you can find me in the
[Hook]
Night time x16
Night time sh*t x16

[Outro]
Help me get this motherf*cker out the trunk, n*gga
C'mon, ttake him back here, n*gga, back here homie
sh*t, back over here in the dark
Ain't nobody back here, n*gga. (Gunshot)