6 6 6 F O R E V E R (G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S. 2015)

Текст песни Ramirez and SuicideBoyS - 6 6 6 F O R E V E R (G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S. 2015)

Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet

Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet
Posted with the set, cutting checks, getting bitches wet

Roamin', creepin' through the night bumpin' on that Tommy Wright
Grippin' on my fucking knife, and end this motherfucker's life
You fucking with G9, ho? Go and get yo' crucifix
$uicideboy$ and Ramirez all up in this bitch

Welcome to the depths of hell
We burnin' them busters and bringing them down
Walk through the fields, I'm makin' no sound
Casting these spells, all my demons around (okay)

Eatin' yo' flesh
Step in the darkness and ending your quest
You begging for life, but death is the best
Fucking with me, then I murder the rest, bitch

Me just creeping through the night looking for a sacrifice
Murderous killer, drug dealer's how I'ma live my life
Oh, no, that nine blow, and it bust your brains
I just wanna die slow and feel all the pain

Standing by the liquor store selling some cocaine
I'm posted in the underworld, soaking in the cold rain
Brutal destruction is comin', no runnin'
I'm gunnin' to aim at your face

People don't like me, but it is okay because I do not give a fuck about anything
The infamous cannibal chewing on snitches in the name of Jesus
I'm through with these bitches
Yeah, I'm through with these bitches

Grey skies turn black, now I seek nine lives
Swerving in the 'Llac, bitch, I seep fine wine
G9 where the beast's signs fine
Glock cocked, got shot, man, at least nine times

I'm fine, light pine
My spine is damaged, I can barely walk, barely talk, but I'll manage
Bitch, I got the devil on my side, get on my level
Pedal to the metal, yellow in my eyes, Hell is in my sight

Fuckboys, I be rollin' over like a dead body found in the middle of the night
Glowin' bright, growin' spikes
Bitch, I need a kennel, just close it tight
Shoveling dirt, bitch, I'm covered in burns with a smirk on my face

Dumped in the flood and got blood on the pumpkin
The Jack-o'-Lantern fucking stuffed with some brains
I'm insane with no chain
The person you used to be now is a stain, fuckboy