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I'm a chicken hawk, huntin' for a
Get paranoid when you my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the victim
With the styles I hit you like Deacon

Jones house, cough without the
I rolled ya up and smoked you like
Split the seed and grow you clones
start-me-up, 'cause I'm not the Rolling Stones

But I get stoned a little help from my friends
With the gubla, I passed it round back to me again
I can make you famous Amos
Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his

Hear me grrra, howl
I got the night vision just like the old owl
I'm comin' ta fetch ya, yeah homes wet ya
Bury them under my home and

the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action
Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action

my weapon, step into a whole new realm
And step back as I up the helm
On the pirate ship I'm
Jump into gear and just realize what you're

The soundin'
my companions surroundin'
As my comes pounding
It's the captain,
Whole lotta gattin' with the out Latin

Bust
You're a red with a musket
Better duck quick ya might get dusted
Your looks rusted, disgusted
Oh away, look away boy as I rush it

Yes, I know that you can't it
Watch that ass punk I'll brand it
With a steel-toe, how you now
When my boot stuck in ass like a dildo

Cry on a pillow, weeper willow
The Hill got the for the static like Brillo

Hmmm, you talkin' `bout punk
room as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the banner
Ever a glock go click like a camera?

Cock the
Cock the hammer, time for action
the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action

the hammer
Cock the hammer, time for action
the hammer
Cock the hammer, it's for action