Let the trigger finger put the pressure to the Which gives a response, for the Clip to release in single file Forcing me to ignite then through the barrel
Headed for the light at the end of a With no specific in sight Slow the flow like H2O Visualize, the of a homicide, a slaughter
No remorse for the I take When you pull it, the result's a stray Niggaz who knew hit the ground runnin' and down Except for the kids who on the playground
'Cause for little girl, she'll never see more than six years of life Trifling, when she fell from the But umm wait, my course isn't Fled out of the other side of her head towards a red Rover
Then I fast past a brother's ass, oh damn What that nigga say, "Aw fuck it", target's Margaret's face And I struck it, now it's a flood of blood in to her face And an abundance of brains all over the
Shame, how we had to meet, dashin', Greet by fuckin' family, they follow behind me in a fashion Bashin' through flesh, I'm crashin' 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 no hopes when I spray You better pray, to the or the Vatican Before I go rat-tat-a-tat
I'm mad again, brother, somebody's mother be sad again But, whose blue will turn gray From the attack, of the Mac-11, I'm a bullet
Nobody seen shit, nobody it seen shit, nobody heard it Nobody shit, nobody heard it Nobody shit, nobody heard it
Gun balls of fire, I'm traveling at higher To to penetrate flesh, hitting the splint After splitting the of a Queens fiend Age of pagers shredded to pieces from the 9
And it's hollow tips, it the polices in back of the ambulance Blood loss as I shift your chest Arrest, rupture, I mess up ya, Shall I bust ya liver, faster, pours
Now it's up to the master, boom, as I open the doors Thank me for spraying the room The body consumes me, doc had to remove me Mmm Lord, why do use me?
I'm takin' individual for Hobbes So peep the cops, in the ghetto bustin' for props And when I hit, shit, soon you Cops tried to explain to his what I done
I up the hollow tipper and I'm not the one And as a I'm the surprising one Po, I flow the ripper, either way You never, ever how I'm coming
Metamorphasizing, in turbulence Condensed a bullet, pull it, now I'm making moves With no sympathizing, uh, so a hit nigga, sprint Onto the scenario, I'm at a party O
A lot of honies parlay and the DJ's playin' the Fudge flow Five niggaz come up in the for a rub Yo, O peep it, oh shit, O (Oh shit! Oh shit!)
Another hit, another struck, here comes Mr. Stray Five, the tip, my jollies from the screams of the ripped In your chest, then I flip, nip your liver, blood flowin' a river Money starts to shiver then I give a delivery of
Bruises shoes is your renaissance No response moms is out cold Figure I'm bigger takin' heart nigga at twenty years old bullet