lirik lagu rheteric ramirez – fck the nightstalker
[verse 1]
i’m what the doctor ordered with some more malpractice
bringing it back to when they used to jack for georgetown jackets
they say i’m something like the weather when it’s time to get my [?] back
clear skies, sunny, with a chance of pimp slap
dear lord, may you never let a ratchet with no -ss
gain any access through the rear door
american apparel b-tches jumping off the billboard
i rode up in a mustang, no, i mean a real horse
whatchu here for? all that hatin’, no conviction
is is science, fact or fiction? you’ve been lying that you’re pimpin’
survival of the fittest, [???]
compet-tion but you’re trippin’ like your b-tch is blowing kisses, but your
girl is like a goonie–ss hoodrat
so even if i hit that, you wouldn’t take it personal
but she pretends we f-ck, like a virgin taking birth control
[?]
murder murder murder climbing through your window, slit your throat
sl1cker than the slug trail on a m-th-f-ckin’ stripper pole
demons lead me while i’m dreaming, hear the sound of gurgled breathing
punctured lungs fill up with blood so that you drown from inner bleeding
[hook]
look, look, h-llfyre from the [?]
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, i’m the real ramirez
“rheteric” in their blood, what was written on the mirror
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, i’m the real ramirez
hearing all that sh-t you talking, still i get no interference
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, i’m the real ramirez
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, i’m the real ramirez
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, f-ck a, f-ck a night stalker
[verse 2]
millions of unfamiliar faces in the crowd looking at me
some of ’em got hatred like i’m famous in they bad dream
feeling like i’m clay andrew dice up in this trick
still all these phony white kids be like “who the f-ck’s a [??]”
these nuts bigger than some wrecking b-lls
and for the record, some of yo’ b-tches at my beckon call
from the mall, to the bed, they get involved with the [?]
make the sign of the cross and tell them that the god has [?]
zany, soak up game, that’s why they aiming to stand next to
to me, it like whatever, my pimpin’ ain’t no pressure
i ain’t made a huge effort to be the next hugh hefner
but my nuts can hold the world, next nikola tesla
magnum opus be this album, be like “how come he’s the coldest?”
bleeding noses, so much claim in this nostalgia, evil opens
and i’m spiritually awoken and my grave they’ll leave in roses
my afterlife right now, do you believe in omens?
[hook]
f-ck a, f-ck a nightstalker, i’m the real ramirez (x8)
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