CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Children of the Void
One up in the chamber, let that sh*t go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
One up in the chamber, let that sh*t go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Who that creepin' outside of the window? (Huh? Huh?)
It's the Gorilla totin' choppas and extendos (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
You see the pole, it have a n***a do the limbo (Grra)
From out the grave, The Walking Corpse will leave 'em critical (Ah)
Baptized in the flames, uh (What?), squeeze your trigger, let it rain, uh (What?)
Crucified, I let the dеmons rise and bring the pain, uh
b*t*h, I'm in a war zone, you comе out alive but not the same
Hypnotize my evil thoughts (Huh?), I got the plague inside my vein
Disappear inside the field (Huh?), like Children of the Corn (Hah)
b*t*h, the racket like Decepticon, I watch the b*t*hes roam
Only light that you receive, yeah, the shine bounce off of the chrome
Ballin' to your f**kin' knees and bow down to The Walking Corpse
Ah, I say fee, fi, fo, got a drum, I like to shoot a lot (Rra-rra)
Leak will slow, stupid boy, we call him Cheddar Bob (Bow)
Meeny, miny, moe (Bow), and my migos come and set it off (Bow, bow)
Creep ten toes, Rami' never scared to let it off (Brra)
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
One up in the chamber, let that sh*t go off
A hollow-tip is all I need to make you fumble and fall
Me and my—
MTM, hit 'em with the heat
Who that creepin' outside of the window? (Huh? Huh?)
It's the Gorilla totin' choppas and extendos (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
You see the pole, it have a n***a do the limbo (Grra)
From out the grave, The Walking Corpse will leave 'em critical (Ah)
Baptized in the flames, uh (What?), squeeze your trigger, let it rain, uh (What?)
Crucified, I let the dеmons rise and bring the pain, uh
b*t*h, I'm in a war zone, you comе out alive but not the same
Hypnotize my evil thoughts (Huh?), I got the plague inside my vein
Disappear inside the field (Huh?), like Children of the Corn (Hah)
b*t*h, the racket like Decepticon, I watch the b*t*hes roam
Only light that you receive, yeah, the shine bounce off of the chrome
Ballin' to your f**kin' knees and bow down to The Walking Corpse
Ah, I say fee, fi, fo, got a drum, I like to shoot a lot (Rra-rra)
Leak will slow, stupid boy, we call him Cheddar Bob (Bow)
Meeny, miny, moe (Bow), and my migos come and set it off (Bow, bow)
Creep ten toes, Rami' never scared to let it off (Brra)
