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crypt - houdini (eminem remix) lyrics

[intro]
guess who’s back, back again?
crypt is back, tell a friend
guess who’s back, back again?
crypt is back, so tell a f_ckin’ friend
guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back, guess who’s back
guess who’s back, guess who’s back

[verse 1]
guess who’s back to remix this sh_t?
the last one i did threw the fiends into quick fits
so get bent, like your b_tch when she sense crypt
or the front fender of that diana princess
’cause i know i’m gonna die and i don’t really give a sh_t
toes in the fire every time that i spit a l!ck
you hoes gangin’ up in a group chat resenting crypt
looking like a can of vienna, bunch of mini d_cks
a misfit, like i had to take the clothes back
broke b_tches wanna tell me how to grow cash
kick ’em in the sternum, make ’em hurt, i got ’em so mad
’cause now they got a flat chest, and no racks
well, tough titty, b_tch, i’m up in this b_tch
like an iud, ied with the pen i’ve dissed many men
innocence ain’t what i’m claimin’
i’m maimin’ b_tches in my way, so in a sense i’m aimin’, like i’m prayin’
but i’m sprayin’ lyrical bullets that’ll tunnel themselves inside your f_ckin’ puny brain and
i’m seeing why they put me at the top of the list of corny rappers that exist (why?)
’cause i’m amazin’
chase me to the peak? nah, you at max height
leave you b_tches hangin’ from the ceiling like a stalactite
no roof to my ride like a fast bike
wanna take my spot? think again, you wish like a rabbi
every time i chop, i see the green like i’m a lawnmower
hittin’ homers like the other team just couldn’t toss slower
b_tches playin’ checkers but i’m chessin’, i’m a p_wn thrower
spittin’ sh_t so easily i think i need to jaw slower
sewin’ my seeds, i’m growin’ my weeds
i’m a giant in this b_tch, fo_fi_fum_fee
nothin’ out of my reach like i’m at&t
k!llin’ everything and everybody like i’m on a spree
tellin’ everyone i know just what i did, don’t take a plea
whistleblower on my crimes like a f_ckin’ referee
don’t you mess or f_ck me like i’ve got an std
i’m p_i_double s_e_d you b_tches ever doubted me
’cause i been mindin’ my business, growin’ my business
makin’ sure that i’ma never go broke is my intentions
but i’m back now, got me screwed up
if you thinking’ i’m a cash cow, done told you punks
mention me, then i’ma lash out, don’t give two f_cks
you’ll get bucked, then you’ll pass out
chin checked, seein’ all stars, you’ll get smash mouth_ed, like a weak b_tch
call me melatonin, ’cause know that i’ma put you to sleep quick
i’m manic, ready to snap and you should panic
know a thousand different ways to f_ck you up like tantric
the show is goin’, the curtain open
you just summoned the magician, so it’s time for you to vanish
[chorus]
like abra_abracadabra
(and for my last trick) i’m ’bout to reach in my bag, bruh
like abra_abracadabra
(and for my last trick) just like that and i’m back, bruh

[verse 2]
cat is out of the bag, rabbit’s out of the hat
they tried to put me in a box and then saw me in half
drop me in tank shackled to locks, in fact
they did everything they could to make me never come back
but here i am unscathed in the center of stage
ace up in my sleeve, don’t need the keys to escape
fired bullets at my face, but i caught ’em in my t__th
what you thought you really saw really wasn’t what was seen
every time i rap, haters come from out of sight
like channing tatum, i guess i got a magic mic
being broke is a tragic life
only green that you see’s at the bottom of a traffic light
emphatic rhymes gave me big cheese and toys
i’m magic with the p_ssy like siegfried & roy
handlin’ the smoke like a chimney that’s void
you can’t even start a fire, you are smokey employed
you a joke lookin’ boy, ho lookin’ boy
slow lookin’ boy, fakier than faux lookin’ boy
i hope i never see you ’cause i’ll probably think of all the things you ever done to me and make you croak lookin’ boy
call him pinocchio, ’cause lying’s the only way that he knows to grow
they never went on tour, never sold a show
but still they act like the biggest in the globe, it’s jokes
they really sold their soul
i welcomed rappers in my home that i don’t talk to anymore
i think about those days and it makes me really sad, bruh
but that’s part of this life, and it is par for the course
now it’s time to disappear, avada kedavra
[chorus]
like abra_abracadabra (oh sh_t, oh sh_t, that’s the wrong one, yeah, that was the wrong one)
(and for my last trick) i’m ’bout to reach in my bag, bruh (i’m not trying to k!ll n0body, haha, f_ck it)
like abra_abracadabra (ava_avada kadavra, hahaha)
(and for my last trick) just like that and i’m back, bruh

- crypt lyrics

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