Runnin' Thru The 6'

Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running You are now inside the mind of a psychopathic killer Got my trigger finger gripping No you will not catch me slipping Check your, display Got the, switchblade Leave your, wig stained Watch you, decay I'mma ghost a motherfucker Like the shadows of the night, bitch Creeping with the reaper, got the sycthe up in my right fist No you never are alone When your demons going rogue Think I'm all up in your dome And you cannot make me go All of this ice on me Got me feeling chilly through my veins, Gyuh! Every move that I make in the shadows, disappear in the haze Going unnoticed Disappear hocus pocus Like a spooky ghost leave you floating I think the end is approaching Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running Roll the dice No rewinds When I pull out that Forty-Five Assassino Pistoleiro Envie-o para o diabo se ele topar com young Daegho Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running Creeping out the gutter motherfucker, check your display Running through the 6, I'm running, running Fucking check your display Fucking check your display