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Ganksta N-I-P

Rowdy Williams, (born Late August, 1966, better known as Ganksta N-I-P or Ganxsta Nip, is rapper from South Park, Houston, Texas and a member of the South Park Coalition, which he joined in 1987. In 1992 he released his debut album South Park Psycho. This record also help put the South Park Coalition name on the map due to world wide distribution from Rap-a-Lot. He also wrote the Geto Boys hit "Chuckie." NIP stands for "Nation of Islam is powerful" he is also a part of The Nation of Islam. Williams is also looked at as one of the godfathers of Horrorcore. more »

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1998

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Psych Daddy, can me and my three friends come and play with you 
Tonight?
Oh yeah, you and your three friends can come play with me 
Tonight, and you and your three friends can come pay with 
Tonight, you know what I'm sayin?
Big Syke, you know what I'm talkin' about.
Erotic, exotic, and a little psychotic.

Picture a room where a con lives, it's dark inside
Newspaper clippins on the wall, from vics that died
Blood everywhere, you can tell the psycho went through
He had darts in their faces up to number fifty two
Psycho Uh, stalkin niggas, butcher knives stays handy
He would sit inside the park, and laugh and give kids candy
They say he was weird, but the bodies he killed
He always scratched off the names of the people he killed
Real slow, Pysch torture style, pass me the scissors
And cut off microscopic pieces like a mirror
Terror screams, let me know the spinal was crumbled
By the gestures they made and the words that they mumbled
Maybe I can slice a throat when I'm ready
It takes practice, training to keep a nail gun steady
You should yell when it clicks, 'cause blood finna seep
And bring a hundred thousand mourners and children to weep

[Chorus: x8]
Erotic and exotic
And a little psychotic

Graveyards in my slaughter house 
Mutilation and bacteria to straight cats ?
You can bet that yours is full of healthy humans and mice
Kinda lookin' like a fleshy big pot fulla rice
Twenty people dead, strangled, uh that's my hobby
When I die you think I'm dead, but I really switched bodies
I'm standing there, watchin', they put him in the ground
Blow a sweet when it's over, I'll go kill downtown
Cops don't understand, they thought he was bluffin'
They say the officer went crazy when he murdered a dozen
Other cops and didn't ? 'cause life ain't fair
They put his body in the chair, but his mind wasn't there
Soul snatcher, got cha, hit him with a heavy right
Hold him, hug him, hit him with a heavy pipe
Burn him, scorch him, you can bet the people saw it
Leave him there for thirty minutes, you'll see the birds ?

[Chorus: x8]

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