Lyrics:
believe the shit I'm hearing
I would give up all my happy for her love yo
Shoot a man of heaven with a rifle
Cracked my heart in two I light that trichome
such a silent place as this
Beyond the rifle range
So where to now St. Peter
If it's true I'm in your hands
I may not be a Christian
But I've done all
the graveyard
Snort an eight ball
Bullets fall like a raindrop on a stable 51
50 psych ward killer
Northside Gorilla, Grey59 militia
I'm a punk, get the picture
rifles Round me
If they fuckin wit me then I blow up the club
I'm movin dolo i go wit my move
Don't got that light but i blow like Fuse
White boy got
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
Thats why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
And now
on the rifle, I'm holdin' it steady
Diamond AP like Elvis Presley, dancin' (Wop)
Play like you hard, but you sweeter than jelly
Bitch, I'm the shit, it ain't
I'm a lot, I'm a shot from a
I'm a lot, I'm a shot from a
I'm a lot, I'm a shot from a rifle
Shooting down all my plans and my life goals
I'll admit
out, like a gorilla
When I was tore, I figure my, out the house of mirrors
I show up to a recording session, with no facial expression
I'm just there
the Glock in the converter and it turn into a rifle
Gunpowder in my dreads, I'm smokin' paper out the Bible
I convert to Jewish shit and convertible,
reason why we
shouldn't let this deteriorate
But I'm one battle too late
So I drop my rifle and i retreat
Wrapped in white towels she heads for a solo
Real niggas back in style again
How I'm making a lot of noise from a silent pen
Adjusted the rifle scope - had to dial it in
And fuck a humble
a fight
Revolution filled the air changes had to come and they came
Chorus
I'm watching and I'm waiting and I hold him and I love him
but I'm nervous in
and gun to rifle.
It's a forward march, ain't no time to retreat.
If you able to save a nation, go head,
But I'm strugglin to get myself somethin to eat.
millimetre Kalashnikov rifle,
Fires seven-point-two-six-six-two millimetre rounds, M one-ninety.
Muzzle velocity seven hundred and ten metres per second,
But now the culture is boppin' to our Sinatra medley
I'm limitless energy they gimmicks and imagery
Kendrick, Cole and the Kennedys lyrical Holy
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
That's why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
bitch 'cause I'll go like psycho, ha ha ha
Like Michael, load this fuckin' rifle
Start blastin' at bitches motherfucker, yeah 'cause I'm a psycho
Out
Oh, my mother was frightened by a shotgun, they say
Thats why I'm such a wonderful shot.
I'd be out in the cactus and I'd practice all day,
guest rifles through the bathroom shelf
I'm searching for some disbelief that I can still suspend (5 4 3 2)
But never mind the furthermore-the plea is
a badge and a rifle
Talking 'bout your fear for your life
Ain't another gun insight
Still, them bullets taking flight though
I'm just living life, another
Interigate
Don't hesitate
Yea we going viral
Dunk on this verse like Michael
Not a glock it's a cK Rifle
We are trading stock
I'm the new kid
to talk i always blend in the room
But would you die for it
Tell me would you die for it
Tell me would You die For it
It's what i rhyme for
What i'm alive
ya fell me like ya dick in burning pussy
Lyrical beats or in the streets nigga I'm no rookie
I'm the drama in your heart when your people get
you'll think I'm a eagles fan
Tony Braxton the sniper rifle make him never breathe again
Fuck that nigga kill that nigga bring him back kill him again
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