Haarper, Ramirez - DEAD SPACE lyrics

Throw you outta your whip
Motherfucker, I'ma dip won't skip
When I'm jogging with jagan
Right through your crib get a grip
'Cause, I'm ripping the fabric into your mind
Got my third eye aligned
With the dragon of the black fire
I can see your trepidation heart racing
Go take a breath devastation to go medicate
Emanates all the lead
I be picking up the pen
And the paper to bring your end
I'ma detonate regenerate gotta m on my head
Couple in the bank same cage white sage
Black rage out thе cage no more monochrome
I was running out of timе
But, I opened up my eyes
And the color came to life now I gotta home
Collar bones getting blown with the chopper
Make a gnome out a clone
Now they standing 3 foot 4


It’s the prime time killa
And the Grey Gorilla
And we breaking through the front
And the back door

Knock a motherfucker down
Stop him in his tracks
Grabbed the mask in the tomb barry bond
Motherfuckers with a spiked bat
Hard nine left flat mossberg pump back
Bringing that Uzi
'Cause you on the wrong side of the tracks
I will demolish
And leave you in puddles of blood
And enough of emotions
They soft as they come leave no descendants
I'll toe tag a bitch
As I leave you in crumbs never say, "Hi"
'Cause you could never be safe
Commit to my word and the evil you'll face
We'll take you down under
Where demons embrace
They'll leave you in terror
And shake up your faith angels begin to fall
I hit 'em with lightning
'Cause bitch, I'm the ruthless cry
But there is no god
You scream out your prayers
But bitch, it is useless

Bringing that famine i'ma bring that smoke
Cook a motherfucker like salmon like roe ho
Caught another body
Now they tagging that toe
Bringing all the metal
With the star like Joe
Big gete with the cannon
Now another boutta see
How I go and light the block
And your family tree
With the nen out my finger
I'm pulling a frank
They afraid of the troupe
I got the fish out of the tank
Bodies go missing the is tripping
The corpses have just risen
Amongst all your living murder the mission
Bring it to fruition i'm taking a piss
Where your name has been written
Two gunshots leave another braindead
Pull up to his fucking block
Paint the motherfucker red get 'em fed
With that fucking lead like a bird to bread
Bringing dread with that 12 gauge
I'm pulling the threads