[Intro]
What's your favorite 'Scary Movie'?

[Verse 1: Spike Sedia]
Call me the rap assassian
Known to blast a rapper with a passion
Dead 'em and I forget 'em
Like it never even happened
Action
The horror, thriller chiller is on
See the fear in your eyes
Might decide to kill you for fun
I'm as real as they come
Vicious, pissin' on competition
I will slice you with precision
With butcher knives from my kitchen
My mission is to eliminate
Every rapper that's livin'
Got a hook for a hand
Like I'm planning on goin fishin'
Uh, no bars just straight jackets
And eight hatchets
My 'lace got more carats
Then eighty rabbits
The bad habits, I'm breakin' 'em
Evil demons, I'm facin' 'em
I just raised the stakes
So my mistakes, I'm erasin' 'em
Back to basics
XL latex
Crazy with the flow
This the "Scary Movie Remix"
Peep this
Gettin the cake, I'm Betty Crocker
Sickest in the game
I'm trynna play doctor
Get it crackin'
I'm always on the attack
And I'm back and I'm packin' MACs
That are stackin' as tall as Shaq
Relax I'm just playin'
Never be caught sprayin'
Shootin' syllable bullets
With everything that I'm sayin'
Tearin' up the mic
Like a shredder, with every letter
Don't compare me to other rappers
Cause trust me, I'm better
Cause every track, I be rippin' it
Jewelery I be dippin' it
Swagger so fly
I don't even get to zippin' it
Crack a bottle
Put 'cha body on the table
And I'm back with a buddy
And your boy's spittin' fuego
Haters wanna hate though
Fans wanna blow me
But I'm on top of the world
You all below me
Yeah, you better run
If you see me in your hood
Ain't no Hollywood movie
I'm evil, I'll scare you good
Look, you betta' book
Cause I'll leave a brotha shook
Slit 'em in the throat
Then I'll hit 'em with the hook
[Hook 1: Spike Sedia]
You want drama?
You want a "Scary Movie" remix?
Dude, I got the mind of a god
You can't conceive this
Always flying high like a Jet
Without the Revis
We got the wit
We on some "BX Shit"

[Hook 2: Remedy]
Oh, you want drama?
You want a "Scary Movie" remix?
Horror film, killin' it
You know you gotta grieve this
Believe this
We on some "BX Shit"
MP, NY
Everyday we lit

[Verse 2: Remedy]
You see, something's gotta give
Or I gotta grab
At night, I talk to my demons
They're all I have
I'm masterful of my craft
You couldn't even do half
I'm a killer like the Joker
Murder you and just laugh
Try and enter my path
Then I'm steppin' in yours
From my level you need two elevators
To climb them floors
Kickin' down your doors
Ignite the fire, my friend
Jim Morrison flow
For you, this is the end
This is a warning I send
Get ready your white flags
Surrender now and get
Token tags & body bags
I used to body bags
While my mentor pushed pillows
You fags weep about your trees
They like willows
I don't show will though
If I do, you're the poorest
Have your fam' visit your grave site
After the florist
Yeah, I'm the surest
But no I'm not conceited
Fight and struggle everyday
But still, I'm undefeated
Look, Dear Lord
I'm sorry for my sins
But I have to run the joux
On Lucifer again
I need a hard beat
So deep, goes with my heart beat
Start street and make you realize
That this is not cheap
For respect
Can't you see I spit it well?
Makin' love to the mic
While these rappers kiss & tell
You pissed the well?
Shit, I been pissed my whole life
Way off the handle man
That's why I grip the whole knife
Jigga chill, I got 'em son
Spit it so they gotta run
Tremblin', rememberin'
That I'm the one they got it from
[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]