Put A Curse On You - Quasimoto

I do you like a witch doctor

Triple hex put on your soul

Ain’t no one gonna stop the

Torture I put you through putting pins through your voodoo doll

Lace you with some fire

Rip off ya legs till ya have to crawl

Fuckin with the loss gates

I have ya burning in some hot water

Put that shit to 250 let it burn up hotter

Why oh why oh why, did you have to slip

fall in my dungeon while I was trying to fly

(Put a curse on you)

(Quasimoto)

I make your whole life backwards cause I’m the illa fiend

Ready to put ya head in the guillotine

Drilling clean

All the way to the bone flesh up in 'em

(Cause all that all that mean done squeezed in 'em)

(goes to heaven you go)

(rum and coke and cocaine)

(and I tired pusher comes cutting your stuff with talcum too)

(Madlib)

Made the block gobble up ya future too

And ya hit come up in the jones on you

You go from one bag a day to two, three, four, all because

(Put a curse on you)

(Madlib)

Now you can’t see no beauty in your women folk too

Plus you take da arm

Put them on the line too

Pimp get the behind

Hit’cha get the mind

(Put a curse on you)

(May all your children end up junkies to)

(Your mind been tricked by the power to buy that ounce)

(Your young daughters give rich old dudes head in limousines too)

(Put a curse on you)

(Put a curse on you)