Текст песни Redrum

[Chorus]

I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind

And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine

It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray

It ain't no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

4:20, 7-8-1

[Verse 1: P.I.T.]

It's time ta locc up, I'm bout to nut up, so nigga what up

The homie Wall got the sawed off, about ta blow yo face off

The balls of us true niggas sag like dickies

And the guns from my Doom nigga's devour my enemies

I leaves 'em wet like a bitches erection

Top candidate did a killin and today's the election

Muthafuckas disrespect and get chopped into sections

Cuz stressin with a sick marked manic depressant (huh)

So wheres my medicine? break it up, roll it up, then blaze it up

All my true niggas feel me, cause it's time ta locc up

I got them niggas from the Northside, ready ta ride

Cin Sity, so get ready ta die

Mothafucka we gon treat you like you famous, surround you like fans

But we ain't no fake ass niggas, we bout ta stomp yo ass

I'm from the Wild Wild West, my horse is a black 6-4, I gotta tec

That'll beat you to the draw, 3 to yo face, 12 to yo chest

[Chorus]

I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind

And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine

It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray

It aint no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

4:20, 7-8-1

[Verse 2: Cowboy]

I was high off of that chronic smoke

Plottin' my revenge in the murder shows

These oppositions wanna see me locc

Holdin my pump, kickin in doors

I'm fin ta make these sorry mothafuckas feel pain

How it is, my days ain't changed

O.C.G. Renegades my gang

Cowboy had ta earn that name, killin? Yeah!

Niggas talk about it,

But me and my niggas y'all know we bout it

All these bitches gon feel my static,

It's time for war, nigga gotta let 'em have it

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Testin' my nuts can get you wet up

Bitch tried to make a move so he got bucked,

Left 'em laid out in a puddle of blood, I gots no love

17 shots give 'em all that I got

Reload the clip, dramatize yo spot

Givin up Renegade bail to the car,

It's Doomsday fold anybody on the block

What the fuck you thought,

You get away, hell no bitch you was caught

My niggas ain't no murderers,

We killas yo life has been sold and bought

Before I go to my grave,

Gotta have all them niggas that fucked with me

So now you know my plans, better take heed,

Pray you don't decease

Now pay the cost, wanna see who's the boss,

Saddle up, get broke the fuck off

You niggas should know that it can't get done

Fuck with this I produce Redrum

[Verse 3: Eklypss]

I feel I'm funky enough ta make them gangstas boogie and yet

I'm still obsessed with murder, sex, and sellin' cookies

Rookies ain't got no get back, better get back

I got a double edge ax in the back

Of my white Cadillac and a 9 millimeter gat

Redrum evil mean muggin' body snatcha

Jack the Ripper ain't got shit up on this ax hacka

Bitch smacka, gun totin' car jacka

When I die dip my casket in black lacquer

I love ta decorate my livin room with bloody flesh

And in my bedroom I got body parts from dirty sex

Now picture that witta Polaroid instamatic, gotta a semi-automatic

That'll tear a new asshole when I blast

So you better run real fast hoe or smoke

I done started up a new love affair wit kitchen knives

Any nigga that disrespect my new bitches, they gots ta die

Cause they be real for me, they made of steel for me

Whenever I feel the need that you gots ta die they kill for me

It's Redruuuum!

[Chorus]

I got some redrum shit up on my redrum mind

And when I creep up on you bitch, that ass is mine

It ain't no time for explanations, ain't no time ta pray

It ain't no muthafuckin' mercy, Redrum!

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

Redrum, murder redrum

4:20, 7-8-1