Let the finger put the pressure to the mechanism Which gives a response, for the Clip to release projectiles in file Forcing me to ignite then travel through the
Headed for the at the end of a tunnel With no target in sight Slow the flow H2O water Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter
No for the course I take When you pull it, the result's a bullet Niggaz who knew hit the ground runnin' and down Except for the who played on the playground
'Cause for some little girl, she'll never see more six years of life Trifling, when she fell from the But umm wait, my course over Fled out of the other side of her head towards a red Range
Then I ricochet past a brother's ass, oh damn What that nigga say, "Aw fuck it", target's Margaret's face And I struck it, now a flood of blood in circumference to her face And an abundance of brains all over the
Shame, how we had to meet, dashin', Greet by fuckin' family, follow behind me in a orderly fashion Bashin' through flesh, I'm crashin' through the doors Of projects hallways to off of the tile
I'm coming for you, little girl, inside, I shatter your world Swirl, no dreams no hopes when I spray You pray, to the Pope or the Vatican I go rat-tat-a-tat again
I'm mad again, brother, mother will be sad again But, whose skies will turn gray the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray bullet
Nobody seen shit, heard it Nobody seen shit, nobody it Nobody seen shit, nobody it Nobody seen shit, nobody it
Gun of fire, I'm traveling at higher speeds To proceed to penetrate flesh, hitting the After splitting the of a Queens fiend Age of shredded to pieces from the Glock 9
And it's hollow tips, it releases the in back of the ambulance Blood loss as I shift across your Arrest, rupture, I up ya, slasher Shall I bust ya liver, faster, blood
Now it's up to the master, boom, as I open the doors me for spraying the operating room The body consumes me, doc had to remove me Mmm Lord, why do use me?
I'm takin' individual for keeps So peep the cops, in the bustin' shots for props And when I hit, shit, soon you tried to explain to his pops what I done
I flip up the hollow and I'm not the one And as a human I'm the one Prince Po, I flow the ripper, way You never, know how I'm coming
Metamorphasizing, in turbulence Condensed into a bullet, it, now I'm making moves no sympathizing, uh, so take a hit nigga, sprint Onto the scenario, I'm at a with O
A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's the Fudge Pudge flow Five niggaz up in the club for a rub Yo, O peep it, oh shit, O (Oh shit! Oh shit!)
Another hit, another struck, here comes Mr. Bullet Five, the tip, getting my jollies the screams of the ripped In your chest, I flip, nip your liver, blood flowin' like a river Money to shiver then I give a delivery of burns
Bruises fake shoes is your No response moms is out cold Figure I'm takin' your heart nigga at twenty years old bullet