NIGHTMARE

Call me the reaper I wear a black shroud Put a mask on my face As I'm running them down I cannot see you bitches I'm high in the clouds Cannot f*ck with these lames I don't want you around When it comes to this game I be shutting them down Twist their faces in terror As I let off them rounds Once the ammo is finished You fall to the ground Now You Pray to your god But he's nowhere around Night of the demons To hell we are bound Purveyors of chaos And torturous sounds Approaching the altar With dagger in hand The blood sacrifice Says to bleed all of us now Deep in the woods On this unhallowed ground The ritual slaughter Upon us all now Once you start bleeding It's time for the feeding The corpses are rising up From underground Witness this evil shit Grab for your crucifix Level 1 killers are Down with that devil shit Witness this evil shit Grab for your crucifix Level 1 killers are Down with that devil shit Night of the living dead Corpses stacked in the shed Let the bodies pile up And paint the fucking Town red Mista 40 and syko rich Will put two holes in your head Aiming with the chopper he Won't miss you with that infrared Call me krypt keepa Cuz I'm always hanging with the dead In the mausoleums I be plotting ways To stack my bread Gotta get this money Even if I have to cut some heads Make a deal with the devil Just to make some fucking ends