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letra de the voices in the dark - ramirez

[intro]
that’s on my momma doe, you know know what i’m talm’ bout
i’m out the bushes wit it

there’s a god in you

[verse]
i put one up in the chamber, let that sh-t go off
a hollow-tip is all i need to make you fumble and fall
me and my kin steady hustling so forever we ball
like jada pinkett i be strapped, and b-tch i’m setting it off
this ain’t no game, no nintendo, no use holding something
b-tch, give it up and lay it down right on the ground before i fold you
cousin gripping on the ratchet, like “you busting something,”
nephew dipped in black, like “the reaper be coming!”
all you dolts[?] say you think you f-cking with the menace
i’m a wolf amongst the sheep, i came back with bl–dy vengeance
i be surfing off a 30, whip this sh-t like i’m a chemist
as i rise up from the [?]
new laser beams take your soul away
k!ller that make no mistake
chopper hold the drum like nick cannon; it cause a murder case
ride to my dying days
c-ck it back and give ’em grace
b-tch, you want a blessing, then take these 61’s all in yo face
voices in my head they tell me “k!ll ’em all
make your grave and [?]
leave your lifeless body decapitated and sh-tted on
hypnotize your mind and watch you crumble as i fade[?]
[?] wit’ banana clip cause grey gorilla gon’ break you off.”
b-tch, what you hitting, yeah you thinking i won’t bust right back
all the fire turn your body stiff and lay you all flat
f-ck compet-tion; you can l!ck the sweat right off of my sack
i’m pushing boulders, moving silent, in the back of ‘lac
i’m going in to take[?]on my smith & wesson
never leave the crypt without my banger, always keep my weapon
look over your shoulder, watch your shoes
b-tch i can see you sweating
shaking when you talking, when you [?]
you ain’t ’bout no action
b-tch i’m on roll, [?] a beam
made a milli just from streams
you a friend or a foe motherf-cker, no between
shame this money ’till the death of me; this sh-t is a regime
ain’t no p-ssy in my blood, now take your b-tch -ss from the scene
it’s the k!ller 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 -ss for some blunts
pull up with the fulled loaded clip and empty out the slugs

[chorus]
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
[chorus whispered]

- ramirez

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