Lights On the Bucket, Pt.2

there's a lot of nggs with him
but i want him, so fck it
creep up on that pssy ngg
hit the lights on the bucket

it's time ho, once again
for catrin, to like do them in
could he get another motherfcker to the den
come into like popin a ten
take a ngg to the dark side, get them him from the blind side
roll this homicide
any mother fcking ngg wanna grow some nuts
i guarantee you gon' die
front a busta, take a bullet from this fcking .44, we gonna make you hit the flow
and a ngg had already learn to stole, is we robbery ho
tell ya bustas start praying up to the lord, before i take you in a ditch
but i dont give a fck about holy sht
cause i be running evilness
you hear them bodies dragging, as i haul them to the lake
if you nggs asleep, i creep in, all late, oh it's gonna be a bad mistake
when the police come knocking right at your door
you better cover up your rear
when they ask you to identify the body
you can't hold back them tears
destroy them, avoid 'em
hit 'em to the skull with the mossberg pump
then i quickly go blow the head right off a chump
if any ngg try, light stops
the red rum
elt you mothafcka's know the evilness has now begun
pulling out the fully loaded gun
commit to like hit you with some

the devils out tonight, hit a motherfcker when i'm running with the plastic nine
cause i'm quick to go blow in back of your brain
so, i'm going to tell you one last time
and i'm haunting but also i'm popping these bullets
i'ma put it in your ss
tell your busta ss nggs, better pick up that cash
or you gonna lay up in the grss
the fcking fragments from the hollows leaving virgins dead
and haters ain't cool to be talking that sht, they get a couple in the head
i'm lurking, i'm scoping victims with the loaded ten
and the indo i'm puffing, it gives me powers strong as twenty men
let me take them to the dead
i'll probably run into your carcss, bust a sucka
can you handle this
cause i'll turn into jason, like killers act psycho btch, don't get me pssed
i call upon the lady dead to bring that kiss of death
when you laying down, suffering from fatal wounds
she gon' take your last breath
the krucifix, my fcking clicks too thick, too fcking big
and these haters that constantly talking that sht, better get up off my dck
it's murder, it's straight up murder when i pop these thangs
cause i'm to lazy for a child to even provide his thangs