Homicide - Ramirez, Baker

AH, IN THE SKY I’M SO HIGH

OUT OF MY MIND YOU CAN SEE IT IN MY EYES

I’M SO BUCK, I DON’T GIVE A FUCK

RIDIN' FOUR DEEP IN THE TRUCK

BITCH WE ACTIN WILD CUS WE DON’T KNOW BETTER

IN HIS SLEEP, HOLY CREEP

THE’RE SOME DEMONS OUT TO GET YA

6 FEET FROM BENEATH, SO SLEEP

AND IT DOESN’T FOLLOW ME THROUGH THE HEATH

IN HELL WE’LL BURN TOGETHER

I DON’T KNOW WHY

I MUST KILL, I DWELL IN THE MIND

OF A PSYCHOPATHIC LUNATIC TAKE INSANE

AND THE BRAIN THAT DEVILS MY ALIBI

HARD TO FIND, ISOLATED PLAYER IN THIS COLD WORLD

NEVER CHANGE, STAY THE SAME, IN THE GAME

I’LL FUCK MAINTAIN AS A PLAYER JUST STRIVES THROUGH THIS MOTHERFUCKING PAIN

LIVIN' DAY TO DAY, AIN’T NO FUTURE FOR A KID FROM THE SLUMS

GOTTA BUY VOICES, HAVE DISINTRODUCES

BUT NEVER BIG BREAKS SO WE STAY IN THE FORCES OF EVIL

YOUR WORDS ARE FEEBLE

FUCK WHAT YOU’RE SAYING BITCH FUCK ALL YOUR PEOPLE

SIX SET AND DEMIGOD JUST HERE RAMIREZ WHAT’S THE DEAL

FUCKIN' WITH THE WICKED ONES

COMIN' STRAIGHT FROM THE DEPTHS OF HELL

STEP IN THE SHADOWS CUS THAT’S WHAT WE DWELL

ALL OF MY DEMONS GON' DO IS REBEL

WELCOME TO THE PENTAGRAM, EVIL MINDED MOTHERFUCKER

GRIPPIN ON MY GUN, PULL THE TRIGGER THEN IT’S OVER BUSTA

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GOT BLACK GLOCKS THAT’S IN THE RIDE, FIENDIN' FOR A HOMICIDE (24x)