Let the trigger put the pressure to the mechanism Which a response, for the automatic Clip to projectiles in single file Forcing me to ignite then travel the barrel
Headed for the at the end of a tunnel With no specific in sight Slow the flow like H2O Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter
No for the course I take When you it, the result's a stray bullet Niggaz who knew hit the ground runnin' and down Except for the kids who on the playground
'Cause for some little girl, she'll never see than six years of life Trifling, when she fell the seesaw But umm wait, my course over out of the other side of her head towards a red Range Rover
Then I ricochet fast a brother's ass, oh damn What that nigga say, "Aw fuck it", next target's face And I struck it, now it's a flood of in circumference to her face And an abundance of all over the street
Shame, how we had to meet, dashin', Greet by fuckin' family, they follow behind me in a orderly Bashin' through flesh, I'm wild through the doors Of hallways to deflect off of the tile
I'm coming for you, little girl, once inside, I your world Swirl, no more dreams no hopes when I You pray, to the Pope or the Vatican Before I go again
I'm mad again, brother, somebody's mother be sad again But, whose blue will turn gray the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a stray bullet
Nobody seen shit, heard it Nobody seen shit, heard it Nobody seen shit, nobody it Nobody seen shit, heard it
Gun of fire, I'm traveling at higher speeds To to penetrate flesh, hitting the splint splitting the chest of a Queens fiend Age of pagers shredded to pieces the Glock 9
And it's hollow tips, it releases the polices in of the ambulance Blood as I shift across your chest Arrest, rupture, I mess up ya, Shall I ya liver, faster, blood pours
Now up to the master, boom, as I crash open the doors Thank me for spraying the room The body still me, doc had to remove me Mmm Lord, why do use me?
I'm takin' individual for Hobbes So peep the cops, in the bustin' shots for props And when I hit, shit, soon you Cops tried to explain to his pops what I
I flip up the hollow and I'm not the one And as a I'm the surprising one Prince Po, I flow the ripper, way You never, ever how I'm coming
Metamorphasizing, rising in 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 party O
A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's playin' the Pudge flow niggaz come up in the club for a rub Yo, O it, oh shit, O duck (Oh shit! Oh shit!)
Another hit, another struck, here Mr. Stray Bullet Five, the tip, getting my jollies from the screams of the In your chest, I flip, nip your liver, blood flowin' like a river Money starts to shiver then I give a delivery of
Bruises shoes is your renaissance No your moms is out cold Figure I'm bigger takin' heart nigga at twenty years old bullet