Torture — текст песни (Natas f Dice, Esham)

[Dice]
Torture...Nothing but torture

[Esham]
Torture nigga...
Welcome to the torture chamber
Cutting niggaz dicks off
Ain`t no pussies around here,nigga

I`m getting crucified,in the public eye a nigga died
Come and meet the killa inside on a murder ride
I wanna pop piggity pop until they all fall
My style gets ugly like that muthafucka Biggie Smalls
I walk barefoot on a butcher knife
And fuck(no audio) if he ain`t representin (no audio)
The .45 slug thug killa,spill a nigga brains like Millers
Cause we be Superman cap peelas...

[Dice]
Aaaaahh! I`m coming outta the woodworks
Nobody move nobody get hurt
I`m leaving bullet holes in T-shirts(pop pop)
The buddha lightin,masturbating while rhyme writin,wicket
Finger fucked the pussy of Jada Pinkett
I burn up obituaries
I fucked Halle Berry to death and dumped her body in the cemetary
The dick loaner,the big booty bitch boner of all types
Burnin you bitches with crack pipes...

Torture...

[Esham]
Burnin niggaz up
Tie yo ass up to a telephone pole
Like Jesus Christ,nigga
Jesus Christ

[Dice]
Fantasies is unreal,I`m burnin you pigs with black steel
And killin children for your Happy Meals
Like takin candy from a baby
I murdered my old lady with a 380
(Because the pussy drove him crazy!!!)
She never knew what was in store
Cause I`m the nigga that raped the bitch 2Pac went to jail for
I`m insane from asylum,the asylum drove me insane
Sniff cocaine to ease pain

[Esham]
I got one in the chamber,the torture chamber
I`m paranoid,so you best avoid
Any confrotation,I rub the barrel like masturbation
To nut all in yo face and
Look what you facin
A madman unmasked like jason
Gun smoke smellin,Reel Life yellin
I show my face of death
I got one bullet left in the glock
And I`m screamin 3,2,POP!!!!!!!

[Esham & Dice]
Aaaaah....aaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!