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Ramirez- Son Of Serpentine (NTR)

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1.
Bitch I'm that mothafucka you don't wanna fuck with I keep a Glock right by my side ready to bust shit You thought that you could act up but there's repercussions Bitch I don't give a mother fuck cause I'm disgusting Bring your crucifixes cause I'm spreading like the plague Welcome to the black abyss, where your soul cannot be saved Deep inside the mystic fog a dead man rises from his grave They still know me in the hood, as the one who is not named Standing by the fence I make a oath, and then I sacrifice Baphomet rise from your throne, I sit here and give I you life Blood is dripping from the ceiling dwelling having evil visions Popping on the shotty, but Ramirez bout to pull and kill it Murder running through my mind, go get ya bible This the one that sits up in the dark, that Jesus rival Step into the chamber with the tortures and the psycho Falling to your fucking knees and beg for your survival Yeah! Bitch, I’m that Godzilla you don’t wanna start with (Huh?) I'm bloody nose, it’s the crowd killa in the moshpit (Okay) When I enter into your life, it is a plot twist Then end your story, you don't have no other option (Yeah!) Bring you into hell, and then I go into your burial (Huh?) Sad to say you goin' deeper down in lower areas (Uh-huh) Make it rainin' fish and frogs, oh Jesus, what a miracle (Okay) They bow to the dog because resistance was illogical (Wassup?) Spread my plague (Yeah!) Dead eye, rage (Yeah!) Drink the punch into my daze (Yeah!) Spread my plague (Yeah!) Rise from graves (Yeah!) Go tell mom, "It’s not a phase" (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
2.
This red dot that I'm holding, got me feeling like I'm Vader Fuck the force, I got this Glock, I'm in the Death Star fucking lair A gorilla in the jungle bitch I'm running with them gators I'm jumping out the fucking bushes, with the blamey, I'm the terminator Hold that thought just let me say Body bag a mother fucker with no delay Bow down on your knees and pray that you don't get caught while fucking with the Gray Make you dig your own grave Running [?] and you know what I say Bloody stain, leave no trace, stepping out the flames when it's judgement day Lurking in my pony with the lights low Bitch I'm just a psycho, roll the windows down and shooing from the 5.0 Bring that static, I want smoke Best be where the reaper sow Dancing with the devil and the darkest in me[?] MTM, Hit em with the heat! Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor Nine graves, headshots, pickin' through the fuckin' scope Cut throat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood draco Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull Cut throat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood draco I'm flyest, swing the iron, bringing devastation Acting like you thugging but I know that you be faking Pass the Glock and load the clip, your coffin shall be waiting Paint the fucking world right there shall never be salvation Holding in the chopper properly Promise that no one is stopping me [?] scared of Your baby mama, she be topping me Planning to pull another robbery Leaving nothing but the casualties Using my sanity toting the TEC while bringing nothing but my agony Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor Nine graves, headshots, pickin' through the fuckin' scope Cut throat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood draco Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull Cut throat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood draco
3.
When you see me in your area just know that death is coming through Consumed by all my evil thoughts I don't know what the fuck to do Drop down when you see the chopper hanging out the coup 51-50 lock your door the psycho's on the loose Hellset, manic bring the motherfucking world panic Anyone can get it What motherfucker want the static [?] but I can flip this bitch and turn it tragic Sold my soul to satan he bestowed me with the wish he granted Tight, psycho's on the l- 51-50 lock your door the psycho's on the l- (x4) Drag me from your hair Leave you in the rain all fucked up This for all you pussy motherfuckers who be acting tough Strapped up with the AK get back and you can't handle us Laughing while I torture motherfuckers I'm so scandalous Dear lord if you are real just strike me down so here I wait Cleanse me from my sins and wipe the blood off of my face Come down straight from your throne and give me all your lucky grace Bitch I'm running up to heaven kicking down the pearly gates Tight, psycho's on the l- 51-50 lock your door the psycho's on the l- (x4)
4.
Now look me in my fucking eyes and tell me what you see A murderer that's in disguise that stabs you while you sleep It’s raining blood from all the the victims I done ripped apart Stand in the corner with the blade basking up in the dark Bitch all big hundreds, couple X's I done lost my mind Popping the clip then cock it back bust you straight from the nine I'll nail your punk ass to the cross then leave you to decay That's what you get for thinking you could stand up with the Grey Pounding on my chest it’s the gorilla in the graveyard Talking all that gangster shit I'll run up bitch and pull your card Anna got me clicking busting suckas might need body guards Shut the fuck up bitch I want your life fuck leaving just some scars Bitch, is you fucking stupid? Of course motherfuckers want to hear that new Son of Serpentine They don’t want to bump your lame ass shit Ramirez grab the SK, I’ll grab the AK We going full throttle, pussy Swerving through the interstate and twisted off the mescaline When it rains and pours I'm sitting in the dark and plotting schemes Thirsty for the blood I crumble earth the son of serpentine Thumbing through these hundreds while I’m puffin’ on a Russian cream Picking up your Glock and hit you inside of the walls I'ma swipe your fucking legs and leave you on the floor to crawl Let me take this fucking minute just to scream out “fuck the law” You see the hair thats on my chest I open up and break you off Just a shit fuck, never show remorse, I'm bout my bullshit The murderer that sends your momma pics somebody pose with it Time is fucking ticking gotta make a move and make it quick Strapped up with a mask I pull it down and hit another lick
5.
Cerebus 02:32
Its the one that's sipping poison I came from Hell to destroy em Paranoia got me trippin' in the night I'm hearing voices As I walk amongst the shadow rise from the sarcophagus Man I pull up in my Kappa suit and fuck your bitch like this It's the night stalker with the semi-auto bullets never missing Guns is blazing, chop a nigga down Just watch the hollows hit them Swerving off the Percocet cause bitch I got a death, wish A wizard with the chopper, let me show you all my magic tricks Rain rain, don't go away, I wanna kill another day Disguise my evil passions with the mask and watch me mutilate Darkness wraps around the earth, I kidnap and I desolate Blood is written on the wall, it reads "I came to devastate" Step into the mind of a psychopathic killer You can see the hate inside, I'm the one that's gonna drill ya S-s-step into the mind of a psychopathic killer You can see the hate inside, I'm the one that's gonna drill ya Whisper softly in your ear, and let you know that you gon' die No salvation in my chambers unheard prayers and demise Hoisting the lifeless all over the walls, as you look into my eyes, and you let out a cry Cockin' the burner push deep in your stomach, the gun smoke will clear then show me your spine Eeny, meeny, miny, moe I kill a nigga, rob a hoe Straight beneath the Earth is where I lay deep in the catacombs Check the name right off the scroll The Caddy hearse, push-ups on chrome Carving out another name the graveyard gained another stone Step into the mind of a psychopathic killer You can see the hate inside, I'm the one that's gonna drill ya S-s-step into the mind of a psychopathic killer You can see the hate inside, I'm the one thats gonna drill ya
6.
Lay It Down 01:56
Through the backdoor, lay it down, I'm a clown, when I'm full of Crown, scary bitch chop it up fast (x5) [Verse 1: Ramirez] I can be the motherfucker that separates life Make you bite the bullet, but I'd rather you use a rusty knife Standing with your life, pissin' all over your grave site Demons taking over me, stalking through the silent night I can demolish and conquer the earth with a hand of the serpent, the black magic rise Mobs breaking in with the sinister thoughts thats inside of my mind The Grey Five the Nine Witness the carnage of those who oppose me As I track you down with the all mighty .40's The sign of the reaper watching you die slowly And you can hear screams if you listen real closely Stand with the sun, today we're clutchin' on the semi automatic gun Out on the run The bullets will graze you and play you, end leaving you stunned Through the backdoor, lay it down, I'm a clown, when I'm full of Crown, scary bitch chop it up fast (x5) [Verse 2: Ramirez] Watch the rain fall! Sucking up the blood The voices inside my head are telling me "Kill them all!" Chain, saw! Ganking motherfucker making risks, and the memories and tie em to the wall Napalm! As the flames spread, take a couple steps back and let it consume it all Mask, on! When I'm on the run through the back streets Gun tucked, running from the law Watch the bullets spray Fucking with the grey, having no delay, its the grey ape steppin' out the cage With the rage, grippin' on the gage Leave you full of pain Burn the sage, when you turn the page Ain't nobody safe Wreakin' dooms day when I rise up from the ground Hit em with them hollow rounds, pull another body down Don't wanna speak in tongue, have another spellbound When i walk amongst the dead You better not have made a sound Through the backdoor, lay it down, I'm a clown, when I'm full of Crown, scary bitch chop it up fast (x5)
7.
Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight (x4) Bring out the "Mask and da Glock" and get rid of you Your life is nothing, really I be doing you a favor Pistols on my hip, I feel like I'm the Tomb Raider, yuh Grave digger, cold killa, four deala' I got dead friends and deadbeat bitches tryna be with me daily Save me the foreplay, play with my foreskin while Rami' stick it up in yo' ass Yeah, we switchin' sides, switchin' lanes and swingin' back Yeah, I know where you live, I know what you drive (Lil' bitch) I know where you run, I see where you hide (Lil' bitch) Fuckboy gon' lose his time if I lose my mind Baby Bone won't do no talking when it's time to ride, yuh Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that shit back outta my nose (x2) Pull up and I'm talkin' shit Baby Bone and Rami' comin' through serving yo' bitch the dick Drop the top up in my Chevy Newport hanging on my lip, now watch me slide Throw it back and bend it over while I break you from behind (Bitch) You could slime or you get slimed Gotta keep the .9 by the waistline (Huh?) Bust his life to send that junk to the ER with a flatline You can count the spokes all on my rim but don't you touch mine The fresh coat of that jelly paint bouncin' off of the sunshine Swervin' in my cuddy, sippin' syrup with the best of them Teflon on his chest but these hollow tips don't be stressin' it Skrt'n from the scene and make sure I don't leave no evidence Prayin' to yo' god but these bullets come and it's heaven-sent (Bitch!) Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke choky Mouth dry, eyes tight, mouth dry, eyes tight (x3) Choke choky, choke choky, choke choky, choke Choke, choky choke, choky, blow that shit back outta my nose
8.
Get da fuck away, get da fuck away, get the fuck away from me Hoe! (x8) Bitch you fine I'll make you mine Don't waste my time, on the grind Notice that i'm only with dimes Smoking dope to feel no more Just let me go Everything that shining gold That's what's been told 'Cause I've been thinking Bout a way to lose myself And find my way to Fill the void that left me broken I'll be here with arms wide open I've been thinking Bout a way to lose myself And find my way to Fill the void that left me broken I'll be here with arms wide open I'm hearin' voices in my mind in the dark of night I tell myself that i'll be fine but it's just a lie Fuck all the money i can take it when it's time to go I look the reaper in the eye, tell him take my soul They got me trippin' cause the shit i seen turn my heart cold And I don't if what we feelin feeling is the same tempo I'm walkin' back and forth, i'm geekin, on this thin tight rope I see the sky and now i'm certain we can't let it show 'Cause I've been thinking Bout a way to lose myself And find my way to Fill the void that left me broken I'll be here with arms wide open I've been thinking Bout a way to lose myself And find my way to Fill the void that left me broken I'll be here with arms wide open
9.
Stand Alone 02:33
Sometimes I can't sleep, cause the shit I think got me up Drown myself in the sadness, that I feel with the help of a pill cup Long days, long nights, I fight Tryna use up all my might, can't figure out if I'm wrong or right Stuck in the darkness, I cannot find light Pullin' the rose, straight out the garden, watching it die Beauty is pain, but pain is something that's ugly and rotten inside Sit by your bed, feelin' too rough, there's not much to do but sit there and cry Rip up your letters that give me the reason, but never the answer to why Nooses hang, bodies drain Find a vein, it's all the same Carry the pain I stand alone in the pourin' rain Shackled in chain Try your hardest to remain, as well maintain Nooses hang, bodies drain Find a vein, it's all the same Carry the pain I stand alone in the pourin' rain Shackled in chain Try your hardest to remain, as well maintain Don't hold me back, just let me go, soon as the river flows Watch the wind just take me, everything I love, that stayed back home I can't trust nobody, like I trust myself and trust my chrome I carry around my problems, inside of this Styrofoam I've been thinking of a way to end it all, right where I lay Everything I pleaded has been unanswered, so I don't pray I'll be sitting here and hoping that you don't leave, and you'll stay Fall into my vices, I just watched myself dig my own grave All-night to the centerfold Wishin' I could express, but I don't know Deep in love in your mind, with a no-show Don't step outside, let me lay low Life got me down, in a chokehold Don't shed no tears, when I reload No killa will shine on a rainbow This heart of mine, remain cold Nooses hang, bodies drain Find a vein, it's all the same Carry the pain I stand alone in the pourin' rain Shackled in chain Try your hardest to remain, as well maintain Nooses hang, bodies drain Find a vein, it's all the same Carry the pain I stand alone in the pourin' rain Shackled in chain Try your hardest to remain, as well maintain
10.
I'm in that third lane switchin’ Bitches know me as unforgivin' Soon as I fuck 'em, I dump ’em out the whip and start to rippin' Flick my cigar 'cause this playa pimpin' show no love to hoes Gold blades, choppin' up cement wherever Rami goes Swing to the left and, uh, swing to the right as I push up the Caddy I'm bumpin' on Tommy Wright and they know they cannot touch me Your girlfriend been tryna fuck me I been posted at the crib, just smokin', thumbin’ through all my money Flossin’, candy glossin' Gucci steppin’ while I'm walkin', call the papi Boy you sleepin' over bitches, man, I see you sobbin’ I don't want your fuckin' guts, get on your knees and start to slobbin' International pimpin', been fuckin' hoes around the world Got me a bitch that speaks the Swahili, and Spanish girl Rose gold playa shit Tailored suits and gator kicks Open up my mouth and see the 24k when I spit I let the rims keep spinnin', I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player, bet the. 40 make you two step I let the rims keep spinnin', I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player, bet the. 40 make you two step Six in the mornin', hit the blunt and I'm zonin' These bitches swarmin', steppin' on my Versace flowin' Candy coatin', as a youngin' this game was soakin' Swangers pokin', bang and screw while I'm out here roamin' Sandman, bring me your dreams and finer things I want a Chevy, a Benz, and a choppa with a laser beam I need 'bout 3 hoes, ones that can fuck and cook fasho And a new speed boa, so I can push the Cali coast This ain't no joke, Rami posted. lookin' for the smoke Aim at yo throat, choppa singin' hittin' all the notes Reap what you sow 'cause, uh, you never know And, uh, times I was thinkin' I'ma keep it thuggin' 'til I go I let the rims keep spinnin', I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player, bet the. 40 make you two step I let the rims keep spinnin', I ain't even hop out yet I'm just a real life player, bet the. 40 make you two step
11.
Sucks on dick, does it real good (x3) (get buck mothafucka, get buck) (x3) I been breakin down these bitches Since the tender age of thirteen I don't fuck for free You gotta pay a fee to suck on me Most these suckas fake And I can see it in yo eyes I can crack you under pressure You don't have to tell no lies Yeah Rami pulls up like a boss Switchin lanes bout to floss Fuck it throw it in the bay No matter what the fuckin cost Take the pressure send her off Watch out who the fuck you cross Son of Serpentine done came Just to knock these bustas off Your nigga, he a fuckin lame And that's for sure Break your purse wide open, bitch I'll let you go Project Pat and the Gorilla Pimp Respect the flow Better Swisha then I stuff it with The Optimo Sucks on dick, does it real good (get buck mothafucka, get buck) (x4) If you bustin then we bustin We gonna bust back Roll that sticky then ask migo, "where da bud at?" We smoke woods, we smoke swishas We smoke bitches too Got a bitch that cook and clean And like to lick me too I feel sorry for the niggas that come after me Gotta stick that like to chop you with no Japanese Let me break you off this pimpin from the third degree Bitch I'm twisted off the juice and methamphetamines I need Lucy Lius, Baby Boos, and Pamelas She like to suck me, fuck me, let me bring the camera Let's make a movie with no budget in my GT I'mma let it be known no one can fuck wit me Sucks on dick, does it real good (get buck mothafucka, get buck) (x4)
12.
P.O.P 02:23
I pull up, caddy with the spokes spinnin’ wood grain grippin' Plexin' like you something but you sipping on what these broke bitches do? Gold diggin’ hoes know that I be on that player shit I'd rather you fuck all on my bitch before I let you hit I'm maxed up, catch me posted in the shake junt Sippin' on the louie 13, twistin' on the skunk Break a trick off this mac and in this game there's shit to see Cuff up yo' chick before I make that hoe my bitch! Serve me up some Alizé And roll a pound of hay Check it baby, wash the whip cuz' I just got some fresh new paint Choppin’ blades, stayin’ paid, just another lovely day Mackin' on these tenders boy I wouldn’t have it anyway You see this player pimpin' Cold hearted, breakin' bitches I be tellin' you that I love you but I be doggin’ women I want your purse first, and then yo' ass last I can see through you pussy niggas you something like glass My uncle told me since a jit to never trust no bitch To get yo paper cuz' it's certain that hoes come with it You see the roley on my wrist? I dropped a stack for this And you know it's a function when gorillas in this bitch I'm in my new Jag I'm moving too fast Bendin' the corners swerving up off this pill I'm bout to crash They sayin' “Who's that?” That must be new cap Poppin' my collar, revving the gas now watch the ponies prance
13.
Lil Motorola 02:07
Hold up, wait a fucking second—let me puff up on a spliff Thunder striking down, watch 'em bleed just as the bullets hit See me making plays in the cut, Motorola flip Open up the pit and break a motherfuckin’ jaw, bitch 12 gauge shotty, grey decapitate I'm that motherfucker you don't want to player hate I don’t lock you with the choppa, bitch, I'll bust yo' grape Pussyboy, you best be praying that you don't make mistakes Grey*59, let it rain blood, it's a grey flood Open up my mouth, and you can see the gold slugs Fuck 12, I ain't postin' bail, let me rot in hell I can shake the earth, and be the reason that the ocean swells Let it be known, you can't fuck with us Pull up with the squad and turn you into dust You a pussy motherfucker, someone not to trust Bitch, I’ll pull up with a nina, watch a motherfucker bust Bitch, I’m on the run from all the cops so I just lay low Trigger finger itchin' and I do it for the peso Drop it off and make it quick when I come through and say so Stinging like a bumblebee and leave you with a halo Knockin’ off yo block set up shop make yo body flop Inside of the bucket with the chop scopin' out the job Tearing up the club bring the ruckus boy this shit dont stop Gripping on the Glock, pickin' locks watch a pussy drop In the head, The Walking Dead Fuck all the feds, feed 'em lead Paint your ass red, leave me to death I’ll watch you dread, take your last breath Under my shed is where you rest One to the chest, I'm not to test Bitch, take caution, it's the walking corpse right out the coffin And we mobbin', loadin' up the Glock, proceed to robbin' And you dodgin', but these bullets coming, ain't no stoppin' You flodgin' punk ass motherfucker, meet the rocket
14.
Bitch I'm on a mission, my destination the grave Aim my chopper to yo' head then I take off your toupée Mobbin' fo' deep inside of a bucket, the transmission slippin' Had a conversation with the devil, told me get to rippin' It's the Grey 59, Throw your six up in the air Darkness falling from above, Step across and bitch beware I'd rather die from my feet than to live upon my knees True soldier from the trenches, jumpin' out the 7 seas Fuck with me get your wig pulled back Steady swervin' off a Xanax, that I put inside the shack This shit is kickin' in and I just don't know how to act My remembrance is enough bout to pull a hijack Crash a plane inside of a buildin', now watch the bodies burn As the world turns, police service coming' but I'm not concerned Suicide, I'll lay my ashes inside of a gold urn Shootin' at these busters so you know murder is what I yearn Get a call it from my uncle, tells me "nephew what you doin'? Come to M-town, we can get some money and pick up you" Ball 'til the day I fall, hundred ghost walks when I crawl Keep my back along the wall Watch another pussy fall Mind fucked up, keep the toolie like I'm Bobby mane In the kitchen whippin' up a storm and standin' in the rain 5*9 plug till my body turns grey Till you put me in the dirt and leave my body to decay Run up, bitch you don't wanna I keep my gun up, 'till the sun up We on the come up I push this gat into yo stomach Bitch I'm the gunna You think you ballin' You no stunna 'cause imma hunna This is a stick-up I get down when I come around a mask over my face Buckin' at the window, drive-by bitches give me space I don't need to talk to nobody 'cus all you suckas fake Bitch you mad about the fact, that your music don't make plays Sellin' reposts yous a hoe, I need 10 to spit a flow Twenty bands up at your show, gorilla comin' out the sko Brown paper bagged up St. Ides sippin Like I said, in the beginning, I'm a killa on a mission Betta back the fuck up 'cus shits about to get real Call upon the fucking devil so him and I cut a deal Searchin fo' another meal, could give a fuck how you feel Bitch you fuckin' with the wrong one, I'm 'bout to make you squeal

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