Return Of The Corpse Lyrics – Ramirez

Return Of The Corpse Lyrics by Ramirez

f#ck you, man! f#ck you!
Turn your punk-ass over!
Oh, we got a problem here?
We got a problem here? We got a problem, n#gg#?

Dog pound pit, you poodle b#tches cannot f#ck with me
Pull up with the stick, I’ll make you limbo, you not duckin’ me
Hollow tips just dumpin’, f#ckin’ up suckas, I guarantee
Hangin’ out the window of my bucket, let my choppa sing

Knock a p#ss# down, make that b#tch n#gg# go kiss the floor
Walk up to the pit, I came to break jaws and throw these bows
Lay it down, before I run up in your sh#t and kick your door
Stepping all on water, call me Young Rami, Lil’ Pistol Cristo

Resurrect him from the dead, red dot pointed at your head
Makin’ any sudden movements, then I’ll fill you up with lead
12-gauge sawed-off, I love the way that m#th*rf#ck*r spread
b#tch, your time has come, so it’s time to pay the reaper’s debt

Oh, we got a problem here?
We got a problem here? We got a problem, n#gg#?
G-L-O-C-K, take it out my waist, begin to play
c#ck it back and meet your fate then turn your f#ckin’ body grey

Layin’ stiff in blood and sh#t, the Undertaker fills your grave
Rest in peace, you p#ss# boy, I’m pissin’ where your carcass lays
I must confess, I find content takin’ your final breath
One up in the chamber, on the creep, with anna on my chest

Keep them bustas runnin’, ’cause Gorilla’s not the one to test
Voices in my head tell me they hunger for some f#ckin’ flesh
I’m comin’ in huntin’ with my demons on my payroll
Now put your guns up in the air and let that m#th*rf#ck*r blow

I’m sendin’ these shots and give these m#th*rf#ck*rs halos
Send you straight up to heaven, ain’t no return where your b#tch #ss go
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Ramirez Lyrics – Return Of The Corpse

Ramirez

Return Of The Corpse