paroles de chanson Don't Test Me II - Ramirez

A-K strapped mane
Kick it in your house and I'm takin' everything
Cock the hammer back and I point it to your brain
I kimbo your bitchass and fuck up your frame

Pistol clacking, never lacking looking for the murderer
As I cross the cemetery, man
Rising from the bottom of the [?]
Fucking with the Devil's son
I got three voices on my brain
Creep out the dungeon, I'm not one to test
Getter came through and he ripped off your flesh
Ducking in the window with the mask and the tec
If you fucking with the clique
Then we put you down to rest
A-K strapped mane
Step into my vision and your mind won't be the same
Embodied by the evil as I go back in the favela
[?] motherfucking sheep
I'll be the sheep hunter, mane
Step into the darkness and you looking for some light
[?] your life will end tonight
Talkin to the reaper, put my hand up on the scythe
$uicide can survive any day or [?] night

A-K strapped mane
Kick it in your house and I'm takin' everything
Cock the hammer back and I point it to your brain
I kimbo your bitchass and fuck up your frame