Chrome Thang (We Creep) Tommy Wright III (Ft. BigYo, Crucifx & Evil Son (Memphis))

[Chorus x3]
I got that chrome thang pointed at the fool's face
We creep with the Glocks, we take ’em to they stash spot

[Verse 1: Evil Son]
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
The nigga they call the Evil Son
Leaving you numb, you niggas can't run
Blowing you up like in Vietnam
Torture your body, your souls I take
When I unleash the rap of my 9 milli slug
Leaving your body in a pool, redrum
Evil Son calling you, niggas so calm
Look into the eyes of the mask when I blast
Leaving your body lying dead in the grass
Crucifix cutting you up like Freddy
Blessing you with this holy machete
Deadly dreams, I'm hearing sirens
As I hear these silent screams
One, two? We coming for you
Evil Son known as a demonic fiend
Diminishing you with the tip of a knife
Your body giving off a smell
Walking through Four Corners
Just like walking through the gates of hell
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
This psychopath’s going into a rage
Crucifix holding you down
As I slice you up with razor-blades
Boil your skin, I have no friends
I'm giggling with an evil grin
Taking control of your soul is so bold
Sticking a pitchfork up your nose
Glance into this crystal ball
Busters end up meetin' they maker
Evil son and Crucifix
Taking your soul 'cause we're the soul takers