The Wicked Ones

[Verse 1: RAMIREZ]
As I'm creepin out the shadows and I open up the gates of hell
Pumpin' up my shotty, fillin' him up with these shotgun shells
Flying in my hearse, and I throw their bodies in the back
Pulling the robbery [?]
These niggas in the train tracks
Welcome, welcome, take 'em down
To the depths of the flames
I'm a psychopathic lunatic that motherfucker who's insane
Aimin' for ya head, and I blow that motherfuckers brain
Lurkin' out the doctors I'm that nigga who ain't fuckin' playing
Wicked shit, evil shit. upside down crucifix
Baker and Ramirez finna take up off in this fuckin' bitch
Triple Six is what I'm chantin' flames, I'm burnin' devil's dancing
Fountain in the fuckin' fog and disappear like a fuckin phantom

[Verse 2: BAKER YA MAKER]
I be buckin', bitch, say something
Run yo mouth and I'll confrontin'
Lay yo bitch ass to the dirt in my [?]
Feeling nothin' smokin' something off in yo dome
I'm paranoid out my mind can't get no hold
The voices they talkin' I cannot control
My actions they rightfully show and take hold
I bumpin' [?] wicked shit
Feelin' like no one can harm me
Enemies slowly bleed out 'till they dead
Buck 'em, buck em', I dont love 'em
In the trunk is where i stuff 'em
Drag them to the fuckin' river
Cold case, bodies missing
No trace, and no witness
This shit is also thinkin'
Pimpin' we all so vicious
Deathwish I'm out for vengeance
Total power, I adore slayin' the masses like I am at war
Black blade, blood straight to the floor
Demons of night rise up as blood pours
Ain't got no love for ya bitch, I happen to destroy ya
Coward, coward, I devour crush yo soul it's now your hour
In the blunt, full of crunk, duckin' out the shadows
We run creepin' up from the back
We on the attack