The R.O.C. - Don't Look Behind You lyrics

[Verse 1: The R.O.C.] Your lipstick is red, the sight of it blinds me The sweat above your lip looks so crisp, so enticing I keep on hiding, spying, just eyeing Your movement, so lucid, while I am just biding My time till designed in my mind, I'm vying For more of your core, but the shadows keep hiding I am just driving, my nerves are just flying So off in this trough of my thoughts, have you dying Behind you I scream, "Make you my cake" Wait, partake in this race across Crystal Lake - pace You hear my breathing, may be your last mistake Mental break you face So don't turn around, chase [Hook: The R.O.C.] Don't look behind you Murder is in the air tonight Don't look behind you k** 'em all on sight Don't look behind you There's not much time, hurry rhyme Don't look behind you Oh my god, here it comes Maybe am I dreaming Don't look behind you I don't want to see it Don't look behind you Can't escape believing Don't look behind you I don't want to feel this [Verse 2: The R.O.C.] Deep in the darkness is pure, hellish evil Times are quite medieval, way before the prequel Jump you like Knievel, there will be no upheaval No part twos or sequels, it's just that fecal I prune the body parts to make you part of my art Your heart becomes the chart that leads straight to the chord Cause in this dance, there's no van, nor a man Just a plan with a plan to devour you like Lecter, and You have no chance to advance You think you can and you're my universe You never met a thing more worse in any verse You can't outrun, this sounds absurd With these stab divisions blurred Can't detect, I'm up for slurs Above those d**hs that have occurred [Hook] [Verse 3: The R.O.C.] My return was imminent like the Dark Knight Tearing up your mentals like an all out bar fight Mask why it's every cop Sound alerts, no standby I'm already blocked, stopped Drop shot and lock behind Parcel aids stop, chopped all in 'em Giving hopes, that dill soaked venom Mean and blues, no we's or twos Evil dudes all seem to get ya Colder than the coldest winter Blows and rolls, your body's our blister Ice breathing, a relief for a sinner Nosferatu, paragraph spitter Chase like walking dead But I'm more than a talking head I spread faster than legs on a hooker in the bed I pledge to keep you running in the night, fleeing for your life With a knife I am the thing, please don't look behind... [Hook]