It Was an Honor

[Ringing phone] Movies don’t create, they just elevate, Psychos get creative, yeah, I celebrate *What do you want!* I wanna see what your insides look like! Slicing through the fear, sharp as a knife, In the dark of the night, it’s a killer’s delight, Ghostface creeping, he’s ready to ignite. Let's face it, Sydney, your mama ain't no Sharon Stone, I'm the real deal, slit your throat till I feel bone! I don’t need friends, nah, I need fans, In this horror scene, I got killer plans. [Hook] Movies don’t create, they just elevate, Psychos get creative, yeah, I celebrate. [Verse] Franchise heat, can you handle the flame? Playing with your life, let's play a little game. Hang up on me? You know you’ll feel the dread, Just like your mother, sid! you'll wind up dead. I never said I was in your closet deep, But when the phone rings, it’s time to freak and weep. Cutting throats until I feel the bone, Get ready for a scream, you won't die alone. Weakness ain't a choice, you gotta be tough, But maybe you’re too weak for this franchise, no sequal for you, thats rough! Movies don’t create, they just elevate, Psychos get creative, yeah, I celebrate. [Verse] Franchise heat, can you handle the flame? Playing with your life, this ain't just a game. Rip it out, feel the thrill, Watch guts spill, can’t keep still. Creeping shadows, hear the call, In the end, it’s my thrill, your downfall. This is my movie! So scream loud when you hear that tone, Ghostface is coming, you’re in the zone. Write a rap, make it iconic, In this horror flick, it’s all so hypnotic! Let the credits roll! [Pause] *it...was.....anne.....Honor!*