Elz Sinatra - Dead Man Walking lyrics

[Grim] Mothaf**er I will beat your head in Your best memories you'll be forgetting like Chapman lay you in the street like Lennon When you see me vexing keep it stepping I'm like Pesci in Casino, you're like him in Lethal Weapon Seek protection when I come for the throne The only L I'm taking from you is a blunt to the dome Have Elz Sinatra scoop me up from my home A deadly combo like Omar and Brother Mouzone I know these mothaf**ers sell d** up the road We gon stick um up and hit um with the bu*t of the chrome Bloody they clothes, head bu*ting they nose Count their stacks then we're running up in they hoes A soldier calling out Anybody looking at me with a crooked eye like I'm on stage with Slaughterhouse Show you what war about, you ain't really k**ing sh** McGavin is the only shooter you're familiar with "I'm a dead man walking..." [Menace the Assa**in] I'm just tryna get lost, you'll disappear in the night Cuz I turn the scene sicker than Hieronymus Bosch I'm surrounded by sharks, I got no fear of the bite Step to me and I'll be sonning you, you bound to get scars And I'm down for the cause so be scared for your life Never ending terror reign, you gonna drown when it pours And I'm challenging y'all, b**h I dare you to fight I just don't think you got the malice or the talent involved It's calamity dawg, so prepare for the plague Widen my views, letting loose, a panoramic ?? And I'm damaging skulls, it's where the dragons get slayed The ?? satanical king of the cannabis call Now I'm grabbing your throat, I'm a spear you the blade Just so I can hear the sound of when a f*ggot get choked f**ing savages yo, it's where the masters get craves And see the mothaf**ing panic that Dead Rabbits evoke, b**h "I'm a dead man walking..." [Elz Sinatra] Homicidal, suicidal music oozing through your vinyls Brutal music, sipping spinal fluid, ripping through the Bible You can't do as I do, better get used to it My whole f**ing squad full of demons, go get your crucifix Satanist, use wack rappers for sacrifices I'm only f**ing with back packers and battle vikings Feel the horror from a blood stained ripped page Stab with with a pen and rip your heart through your rib-cage Battle wounds and tattoos, it's telling my legacy Heaven might be full but I know hell has some vacancies Lucifer is God to me, a musical anomaly Make ruins of your colony where Judas spit mockeries Do this sh** unconsciously, an oddity, the quality of life Walk around with no pulse, looking for problems B Victims scream while I sever they limbs Elz a dead man walking 'round with Menace and Grim "I'm a dead man walking..."