$uicideboy$, Ramirez - G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S. lyrics
[$uicideboy$, Ramirez - G.R.E.Y.G.O.D.S. lyrics]
When there is no more room in hell
The dead will walk the earth
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face
Suckas think they close to me?
Deep inside I feel disgrace
We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face where tha bud at?
Lookin' wily, got a loced out face
Where tha bud at? We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Where tha bud at?
Sittin' in a circle as we're
Praying to the wicked one
Flames arise, a busta cries
And everybody starts to run
Lookin' at the devil in his eyes
Don't be surprised
Everybody in this bitch will die by the night
Light-Lightning strikes in front of my feet
I believe I'm the demon that bleeds
In the color of grey, ayy
Winter is coming, I summon the flames, ayy
Summer is gone, I'm no longer Yung Plague
Ayy
Noose and a blade, ayy, Lucifer's slave, ayy
Choosin' the day I'll be loose in the grave
Ayy
Slay the sheep that pull wool over my eyes
Creep in the dark, I'm a shark in disguise
Park it in drive, jump out the ride
Crucify me on a spike
I will die right by Lucifer's side
Bodies in a pile about a mile down the road
Got a while 'til it snows
Black and white makes the color that I glow
Grow in a hole until I become whole
Shoot that bitch right in his
Neck like executing Clay Morrow
Then I stumble and I walk to
Go and grab me a shovel
Yung Jax Teller, and the concrete's my jungle
Smuggle a fuckboy to sacrifice into rubble
Tunnel vision to murder with
Grey walls cavin' in
Crumble 'til I'm unheard of
The resurrection begins
(Welcome to the land of six thousand degrees
Feel the ferocity of fire
Burnin' for eternity)
We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face where tha bud at?
Lookin' wily, got a loced out face
Where tha bud at? We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Where tha bud at?
The dead will walk the earth
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face
Suckas think they close to me?
Deep inside I feel disgrace
We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face where tha bud at?
Lookin' wily, got a loced out face
Where tha bud at? We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Where tha bud at?
Sittin' in a circle as we're
Praying to the wicked one
Flames arise, a busta cries
And everybody starts to run
Lookin' at the devil in his eyes
Don't be surprised
Everybody in this bitch will die by the night
Light-Lightning strikes in front of my feet
I believe I'm the demon that bleeds
In the color of grey, ayy
Winter is coming, I summon the flames, ayy
Summer is gone, I'm no longer Yung Plague
Ayy
Noose and a blade, ayy, Lucifer's slave, ayy
Choosin' the day I'll be loose in the grave
Ayy
Slay the sheep that pull wool over my eyes
Creep in the dark, I'm a shark in disguise
Park it in drive, jump out the ride
Crucify me on a spike
I will die right by Lucifer's side
Bodies in a pile about a mile down the road
Got a while 'til it snows
Black and white makes the color that I glow
Grow in a hole until I become whole
Shoot that bitch right in his
Neck like executing Clay Morrow
Then I stumble and I walk to
Go and grab me a shovel
Yung Jax Teller, and the concrete's my jungle
Smuggle a fuckboy to sacrifice into rubble
Tunnel vision to murder with
Grey walls cavin' in
Crumble 'til I'm unheard of
The resurrection begins
(Welcome to the land of six thousand degrees
Feel the ferocity of fire
Burnin' for eternity)
We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wily
Got a loced out face where tha bud at?
Lookin' wily, got a loced out face
Where tha bud at? We smoke off the ink
We get blowed off the ink
We get fucked up, we takin' them hard pulls
Where tha bud at?