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TOMMY WRIGHT III lyrics : "Red Rum"

(feat. Tini Maine, Psycho & Villain)

[Verse 1: Tini Maine]

Who's that ^!$$%?, Mister Tini Maine
Creepin' from the fields wid the murder grippin' Jason mask
Seventeen shot glock twelve guage buckshots

Killin' mother$#&@as in they anna puttin' swords up in they $$#
Fill 'em with the damn knives and put 'em wid family
it's twirkin' and we droppin' time bombs

Til eternal flames come and get you some anna cannon
buckin' kinda fast and there's nowhere you can run
Always stayin' strapped wid the gats in my hood

damn fool never catch me runnin' slippin'
Big Mike, Killa C, Pimp Dad, Mister Black, Tony Fields
ain't nobody slippin' on the rich

Vanish from the scene once again it's the Leprechaun
shoot ya gun, hit 'em wid revenge knock 'em dead
Ninety nine ^!$$% smoked out, get back, pull the strap

got the chain saw to cut ya (*##$e's head
Blunt just rolled up tight, gimme that mic and
snort this devil's dope

Inhale, exhale head rush gimme the gun
This holy white smoke got me, chokin' in a daze
got my twelve guage tryna make a stang

car jackin' leave ya pockets on the ground
Tryna take my crown get ya $$# found drowned in the
Mississipi river on the eastside ah the town

Kidnap, pistol pack, ^!$$%z gettin' jacked
everyday in everyway and then we bury them alive
Smack him couple times while he yackin' on some swine

caught him from the blind side, why he lookin' in my eyes?
Murder, murder 1-8-7 the reaper's call so here it come
Laughin' blowin' out smoke and takin' his butt out

right under one red rum

[Verse 2: Psycho]

Clickin' and thinkin' bout murder maine
Lucifer got me goin' insane
The devil is dwellin' I'm talkin' bout killin'

^!$$%z who cross me and innocent children
Psychotic lunatic puffin' on hash
Thinkin' bout time so I might have to blast

Or sacrifice nina to finish the circle
I saw the trick daughter now where you gon' find her?
If you got anna then step to me real

Strapped or unstrapped, I'm killin' at will
And then by night ^!$$% might blaze up a torch
And puff on a blunt then sit top ah your corpse

No selfish $$# ^!$$%z don't sneak in my click
False hatin' $$# ^!$$%z who pay for a (*##$
You probably caught sleepin' you know that I'll have to

Flip the script and then you turn murder backwards

[Verse 3: Villain]

I have went insane, shootin' and killin' up women and
children for nothin' they dog
Mad, includin' the rest of the body parts that I have

cut up in gar-bage, bags
I'm runnin' up out of an old lady's house with my
victim's heart, I'm, scared

because I have raped her and killed her and killed
different children and cut off her, head
Decapitate a mother$#&@a corpse (*##$ you want me to take

out my gunsmokin' four
What is your name and where am you from? (South Memphis)
I'm called Lucifer

Poppin' my clip in my glock and I'm breakin' up shop
and I'm takin' your soul like I'm Satan and makin' your
bloody body bleed alot

Now, you losin' your mind you losin' your sanity
thinkin' to bail when I'm beatin' up your mom
You got whipped and shame because

you can die like this, like Jeffrey Dahmer
Yearnin' so deep in my soul have you pushin' up daisies
so my ^!$$%z pass me the shovel long dirt with the wife

that white (*##$ went through in the essence
In an ordeal with the devil
Why ^!$$%z won't trifle you Lucifer?
Cause they know that I'll come straight at they $$#
Tell me please tell me why ^!$$%z won't try you?

Because I know that I will down my skimask
Hang a white boy from a pole and then carve him and nail
in his chest then I'll cut out his tongue
I'm a bad ^!$$% on the street runnin' butt naked
wid bloody glock in my hand and the redrum

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