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Hit 'em Kill 'em Shoot 'em Dead (Feat. Caspian)Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridgePull out the rifle, we know where you live Buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc [x2] These demons inside of me trynna escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em.. dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em.. dead [x2] The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live Devil's alive, I'm nobodies friend Cut 'em, stab 'em, cut 'em up Cut 'em, stab 'em, cut 'em up Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets Fill the mosh pit with bullets I'm a psychopath, I let the rifle blast.. first I sigh and gasp and then I light the match I'm goin' ain't shit, I'm taking to many prescriptions got thirty six in my mouth again like I came in from emphins I'm in your face at the dentist, I'm at the table with winners and now the scope got a lens like I'm taking a picture, like.. Buc 'em, buc 'em, buc 'em, buc 'em If they really want beef, I.. buc 'em, buc 'em Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the rifle, we know where you live Buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc, buc [x2] These demons inside of me trynna escape Get the fuck off me 'cause I need some space Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em.. dead Hit 'em, kill 'em, shoot 'em.. dead [x2] Yeah, yo.. Rap sort of lambo in the garage, rambo, they want a spot, they get blown like cigars Never broke, cash flows goin' harder than the homies on the yard, 'ya all phony, 'ya facade The block's takin' the order, welcome to Hell's Kitchen, clique so big, it's on a scale where yourself with I slang salt water to a beach, host is the hand up, God Father in the street, whole squad is a lead up, I put a chopper at the sea Block-block, I top shoter, getting dollars like a mitch, the real mitch, the real topper, the real Tony OG in the steel.. homie, you kill softly, youngs flange.. yo, they fuckin' with prince Gotta constantly make casket for these rappers on my dick, ah I'm the boss, what they gonna say now? I'm no plug, no wire, this is not Pay Pal The voices keep tellin' me, don't let 'em live Devil's alive, I'm nobodies friend Cut 'em, stab 'em, cut 'em up Cut 'em, stab 'em, cut 'em up Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets (Fill the mosh pit with bullets) Fill the mosh pit with bullets Fill the mosh pit with bullets Bang-bang, motherfucker, bang-bang, chain slang, I'm just trynna maintain (That's right) Fucked up, I can't never stay sane.. but you know that I'm the illest in my whole campaign Shots rang through the window of your whip.. yeah, we really with the shits Bullets filling up the clip, got the pistol on my hip like brrrrrrhhhaaaaa Like the beef in the freezer, I'm raw You just tough on screen like Deniro in the city, where I'm from I'm a motherfuckin' hero (Fangs) I'm still good in the hood like my hands are clean and I'm known to cash buddies like a trampoline (Hahaha) Gasoline in the truck if these cats want beef, 'ya belong in the movie, you just actin' G (Fugazi) Yeah, let the lions out the cage, put the fire in your face when I'm lighting up the stage Bang-bang Ice on my neck and it's cold as the fridge Pull out the pistol.. bitch, I know where you live [x2] Ice on my neck, ice on my neck Ice on my neck, got this ice on my neck [x3] Pull out the pistol.. bitch, I know where you live |