Red Rum lyrics

[Verse 1: Tini Maine]
Who`s that nigga?, Mister Tini Maine
Creepin` from the fields wid the murder grippin` Jason mask
Seventeen shot glock twelve guage buckshots
Killin` motherfuckas in they anna puttin` swords up in they ass
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 nigga smoked out, get back, pull the strap
got the chain saw to cut ya bitche`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 ass found drowned in the
Mississipi river on the eastside ah the town
Kidnap, pistol pack, niggaz 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`
Niggaz