Lyrics Children Of The Void - Ramirez, SosMula

Children Of The Void

One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Who that creepin' outside of the window?
(Huh? Huh?)
It’s the Gorilla totin' choppas and extendos (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
You see the pole, it have a nigga do the limbo (Grra)
From out the grave, The Walking Corpse will leave 'em critical (Ah)
Baptized in the flames, uh (What?), squeeze your trigger, let it rain, uh (What?
Crucified, I let the demons rise and bring the pain, uh
Bitch, I’m in a war zone, you come out alive but not the same
Hypnotize my evil thoughts (Huh?), I got the plague inside my vein
Disappear inside the field (Huh?), like Children of the Corn (Hah)
Bitch, the racket like Decepticon, I watch the bitches roam
Only light that you receive, yeah, the shine bounce off of the chrome
Ballin' to your fuckin' knees and bow down to The Walking Corpse
Ah, I say fee, fi, fo, got a drum, I like to shoot a lot (Rra-rra)
Leak will slow, stupid boy, we call it ball (Bow)
Meeny, miny, moe (Bow), and my migos come and set it off (Bow, bow)
Creep ten toes, Rami' never scared to let it off (Brra)
One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall (Sleezy)
Thirty-round extendos (Boom), rollin' down my window (Skrrt)
Gun you down, bitch, then I run you down on ten toes (Do-do-do-do-do-do-do-do)
Ride around in Benzos (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt), this is not a friend zone (No-no)
Hundred racks, bitch, nah, that is not a ten though (Mula)
Fuckin' on this bimbo (Splash), her boyfriend name is Jimbo (Fuck outta here)
We don’t play Nintendo (No-no), I shoot you out yo' temples (Boom-boom)
Mary, Joseph’s, Jesus, I got demons in my brain (Sleezy)
I’ll leave your face in broken pieces, screamin' at the rain, ah (Sleezy)
One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
One up in the chamber, let that shit go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—