Torture

Torture Lyrics

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 muthaf**ka Biggie Smalls
I walk barefoot on a butcher knife
And f**k(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 f**ked the pussy of Jada Pinkett
I burn up obituaries
I f**ked Halle Berry to death and dumped her body in the cemetary
The dick loaner,the big booty b**ch boner of all types
Burnin you b**ches 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 b**ch 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!!!!!!!!!!!!