Son of Serpentine lyrics

by

Pouya


[Intro]
MTM, hit 'em with the heat

[Verse 1]
Now, look me in my f*cking eyes and tell me what you see
A murderer that's in disguise that stabs you while you sleep
It's raining blood from all the victims I done ripped apart
Stand in the corner with the blade basking up in the dark
b*tch, I'll be gone, these couple last days I done lost my mind
Poppin' the clip and c*cked it back, bust you straight from the nine
I'll nail your punk ass to the cross then leave you to decay
That's what you get for thinkin' you could stand up with the Grey
Poundin' on my chest, it's the gorilla in the graveyard
Talkin' all that gangster sh*t, I'll run up, b*tch, and pull your card
Ana got me clickin', bustin', suckas might need bodyguards
Shut the f*ck up, b*tch, I want your life, f*ck leavin' just some scars

[Interlude]
b*tch, is you f*cking stupid?
Of course motherf*ckers wanna hear that new Son of Serpentine
They don't want to bump your lame-ass sh*t
Ramirez grab the SK, I'll grab the AK
We going full throttle, pus*y

[Verse 2]
Swerving through the interstate and twisted off the mescaline
When it rains and pours I'm sittin' in the dark and plottin' schemes
Thirsty for the blood, I crumble Earth, the Son of Serpentine
Thumbin' through these hundreds while I'm puffin' on a Russian cream
Thinkin' that your God can hear you inside of these walls
I'ma snipe your f*cking legs and leave you on the floor to crawl
Let me take this f*cking minute just to scream out, "f*ck the law"
You see the hair that's on my chest, I open up and break you off
Just a sh*t f*ck, they don't show remorse about no bullsh*t
The murderer that sens your mama pics and body parts with it
Time is f*ckin' tickin', gotta make a move and make it quick
Strapped up with a mask and pull it down and hit another lick
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