Red Rum — текст песни (Tini Maine fPsycho and Villain (Tommy Wr)

[Verse 1: Tini Maine]
Who`s that nigga?, Mister Tini Maine
Creepin` from the fields wid the murder grippin` Jason mask
Seventeen shot glock twelve guage buckshots
Killin` motherfuckas in they anna puttin` swords up in they ass
Fill `em with the damn knives and put `em wid family
it`s twirkin` and we droppin` time bombs
Til eternal flames come and get you some anna cannon
buckin` kinda fast and there`s nowhere you can run
Always stayin` strapped wid the gats in my hood
damn fool never catch me runnin` slippin`
Big Mike, Killa C, Pimp Dad, Mister Black, Tony Fields
ain`t nobody slippin` on the rich
Vanish from the scene once again it`s the Leprechaun
shoot ya gun, hit `em wid revenge knock `em dead
Ninety nine nigga smoked out, get back, pull the strap
got the chain saw to cut ya bitche`s head
Blunt just rolled up tight, gimme that mic and
snort this devil`s dope
Inhale, exhale head rush gimme the gun
This holy white smoke got me, chokin` in a daze
got my twelve guage tryna make a stang
car jackin` leave ya pockets on the ground
Tryna take my crown get ya ass found drowned in the
Mississipi river on the eastside ah the town
Kidnap, pistol pack, niggaz gettin` jacked
everyday in everyway and then we bury them alive
Smack him couple times while he yackin` on some swine
caught him from the blind side, why he lookin` in my eyes?
Murder, murder 1-8-7 the reaper`s call so here it come
Laughin` blowin` out smoke and takin` his butt out
right under one red rum

[Verse 2: Psycho]
Clickin` and thinkin` bout murder maine
Lucifer got me goin` insane
The devil is dwellin` I`m talkin` bout killin`
Niggaz who cross me and innocent children
Psychotic lunatic puffin` on hash
Thinkin` bout time so I might have to blast
Or sacrifice nina to finish the circle
I saw the trick daughter now where you gon` find her?
If you got anna then step to me real
Strapped or unstrapped, I`m killin` at will
And then by night nigga might blaze up a torch
And puff on a blunt then sit top ah your corpse
No selfish ass niggaz don`t sneak in my click
False hatin` ass niggaz who pay for a bitch
You probably caught sleepin` you know that I`ll have to
Flip the script and then you turn murder backwards

[Verse 3: Villain]
I have went insane, shootin` and killin` up women and
children for nothin` they dog
Mad, includin` the rest of the body parts that I have
cut up in gar-bage, bags
I`m runnin` up out of an old lady`s house with my
victim`s heart, I`m, scared
because I have raped her and killed her and killed
different children and cut off her, head
Decapitate a motherfucka corpse bitch you want me to take
out my gunsmokin` four
What is your name and where am you from? (South Memphis)
I`m called Lucifer
Poppin` my clip in my glock and I`m breakin` up shop
and I`m takin` your soul like I`m Satan and makin` your
bloody body bleed alot
Now, you losin` your mind you losin` your sanity
thinkin` to bail when I`m beatin` up your mom
You got whipped and shame because
you can die like this, like Jeffrey Dahmer
Yearnin` so deep in my soul have you pushin` up daisies
so my niggaz pass me the shovel long dirt with the wife
that white bitch went through in the essence
In an ordeal with the devil
Why niggaz won`t trifle you Lucifer?
Cause they know that I`ll come straight at they ass
Tell me please tell me why niggaz won`t try you?
Because I know that I will down my skimask
Hang a white boy from a pole and then carve him and nail
in his chest then I`ll cut out his tongue
I`m a bad nigga on the street runnin` butt naked
wid bloody glock in my hand and the redrum



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