weapon got a dead air muzzle
red dot got the cops solving puzzles
headshot turn the lot into to a jungle
i fumble the bag, get it back in the huddle 
im undercover, full dick under your mother
full clips under the shutters
new blicks, tote em in public
dont you know
pieces so cold it might snow
im the frozone with the gopro goin ballistic
first person shooter im gunnin your missus
on the computer im hackin your business
god as my witness feel like its christmas
i promise my people that ill provide them riches
when im done with my mission
so ima go get it, ima render my image and then ima spend it on all of my wishes

you don't really know
who i am im the man im the man with the plan 
to get up, to get out, to move out, the jam
im lit up, my shit up, i am uncle sam
because I WANT YOU
to get the fuck off my land

fuck the set that you claim boy
i cheat the shit like a gameboy
i bloody the town up with lames boy
what you say boy
better pray boy
im the predator you are the prey boy
i might fuck up the teeth in your face boy
i came to destroy not to play boy
fuck you this ain't no game boy

this aint no tiktok no instagram no twitter feed no discord
this that real glock, hollow tips with an extended clip like an extension cord
this is that no talk, that glove up or shut up or get gored
so with heaven above blessing my barrel im launching your body through eight floors
that's what this for

(cringe talking with radio filter)

put the gang in the front
when i walk up
with a 44 pump
put em in the backseat leave em with his back slumped
i dont give a fuck i dont give a motherfuck
put his limbs in the backpack leave em with a stump

and i feel like a lock smith
breaking the bag im hackin it, mattresses stuffed with mac-10s
how i imagine it, passin it to my back ends
the fact is
faculty staff deliver my bag to me before the pack hits

thats just how the act ends
up the interstate, never late, with this rap shit
sip the lemonade, keep my cases and taxes
throw the mic away, and you ain't on the tracklist
thats just how the tracks switch

a chain of AR 15's lined up one by one
bullet belt full of twelve, gun after gun
i got 60 new beams, load em up in the sun
finna pop the barrel and let the wine run

stop playing the game, log out and your done
online, intertwine real life with real love
lethal weapon, porcupine with three spines, corrupt
politician with a missionary to rewind your funds

pop the cock off the top of the poison bottle
AK made em waddle 
like a giraffe with one leg hoppin from LA to lake tahoe
whats my motto
if an opp try to oppose the gunshots become an ostinato
throwdown with a cracker behind a costco
from motown to cloud rappers every genre i plan to throttle

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