The Voices In the Dark

That's on my mama though, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout? I'm out the bushes with it There's a God in here I put one up in the chamber, let that shit go off A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall Me and my kin steady hustlin' so forever we ball Like Jada Pinkett I be strapped, and, bitch, I'm settin' it off This ain't no game, no Nintendo, no, you holdin' somethin' Bitch, give it up and lay it down right on the ground before I fold you 'Cause you grippin' on the ratchet, like you bustin' somethin' Nephew dipped in black, like the Reaper be comin' Overdose, say you thinkin' that you fuckin' with the menace I'm a wolf amongst the sheep, I came back with bloody vengeance I be surfin' off a thirty, whippin' shit like I'm a chemist As I rise up from the guts, my demons take me from this [?] New laser beams take your soul away, killer that make no mistake Chopper hold the drum like Nick Cannon, it cause a murder case Ride to my dyin' days, cock it back and give 'em grace Bitch, you want a blessin', then take these 62's all in your face Voices in my head, they tell me, "Kill 'em all" Make your grave and quit the [?] Leave your lifeless body decapitated and shitted on Hypnotize your mind and watch you crumble as I fade and fall Strapped up with banana clips, Grey Gorilla gon' break you off Bitch, what you hittin'? Yeah, you thinkin' I won't bust right back All of the fire turn your body stiff and lay you all flat Fuck competition, you can lick the sweat right off of my sack I'm pushin' boulders, moving silent in the back of a 'Lac I'm goin' in to take the grippin' on my Smith & Wesson Never leave the crypt without my banger, always keep my weapon Look over your shoulder, watch your shoes Bitch, I can see you sweatin', shakin' when you talk When on the [?] you ain't 'bout no action Bitch, I'm on roll, popped a bean, made a milli' just from streams You a friend or a foe? Motherfucker, no between Shameless Money 'til the death of me, this shit is a regime Ain't no pussy in my blood, I take your bitch ass from the scene It's the killer Draco Foulplay, deep in the cut Put the barrel down your throat and watch the bullet rip your guts Got some youngins on my block, beat your ass for some blunts Pull up with the fully loaded clip and empty out the slugs It's the Grey Five Nine 'til they murder me Put me on the crucifix until I meet my destiny It's the Grey Five Nine 'til they murder me Put me on the crucifix until I meet my destiny It's the Grey Five Nine 'til they murder me Put me on the crucifix until I meet my destiny It's the Grey Five Nine 'til they murder me Put me on the crucifix until I meet my destiny