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I'm a chicken hawk, for a chicken
Get paranoid when you my Glock clickin'
Speakin' to the punk-ass
the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon

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

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

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

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

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

The cannon's
That's my companions
As my comes pounding
the captain, Afro-America
Whole lotta with the loc'ed out Latin

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

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

Cry on a pillow, that's willow
The Hill got the skill for the like Brillo

Hmmm, what you `bout punk
Gimme as I light up the boom
Cock the hammer, wave the white
heard a glock go click like a camera?

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

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