Nine Shots (Hitler Diss)
MTM, hit em with the heat
This red dot that I'm holding, got me feeling like I'm Vader
Fuck the force, I got this Glock, I'm in the Death Star fucking Leia
A gorilla in the jungle bitch, I'm running with them gators
I'm jumping out the fucking bushes, with the blamey, I'm the terminator
Hold that thought, just let me say
Body bag a motherfucker with no delay
Bow down on your knees and pray that you don't get caught while fucking with the Grey
Make you dig your own grave
Running, running 'round and creepin', and you know what I say
Bloody stain, leave no trace, stepping out the flames when it's judgement day
Lurking in my pony with the lights low
Bitch, I'm just a psycho, roll the windows down and shooing from the 5-0
Bring that static, I want smoke
Best be where the reaper sow
Dancing with the devil and the darkness in me further grows
(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull
Cutthroat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
I'm flyest, swing the iron, bringing devastation
Acting like you thugging, but I know that you be faking
Pass the Glock and load the clip, your coffin shall be waiting
Paint the fucking world right, there shall never be salvation
Holding in the choppa properly, promise that no one is stopping me
Hop out the window, throw it back, scared of your baby mama, she be topping me
Planning to pull another robbery, leaving nothing but the casualties
Using my sanity, toting the TEC while bringing nothing but my agony
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull
Cutthroat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
This red dot that I'm holding, got me feeling like I'm Vader
Fuck the force, I got this Glock, I'm in the Death Star fucking Leia
A gorilla in the jungle bitch, I'm running with them gators
I'm jumping out the fucking bushes, with the blamey, I'm the terminator
Hold that thought, just let me say
Body bag a motherfucker with no delay
Bow down on your knees and pray that you don't get caught while fucking with the Grey
Make you dig your own grave
Running, running 'round and creepin', and you know what I say
Bloody stain, leave no trace, stepping out the flames when it's judgement day
Lurking in my pony with the lights low
Bitch, I'm just a psycho, roll the windows down and shooing from the 5-0
Bring that static, I want smoke
Best be where the reaper sow
Dancing with the devil and the darkness in me further grows
(MTM, hit 'em with the heat)
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull
Cutthroat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
I'm flyest, swing the iron, bringing devastation
Acting like you thugging, but I know that you be faking
Pass the Glock and load the clip, your coffin shall be waiting
Paint the fucking world right, there shall never be salvation
Holding in the choppa properly, promise that no one is stopping me
Hop out the window, throw it back, scared of your baby mama, she be topping me
Planning to pull another robbery, leaving nothing but the casualties
Using my sanity, toting the TEC while bringing nothing but my agony
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Ninth grade, headshots, geeking through the fucking skull
Cutthroat, schitzo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Nine shots, nine bodies, dropping to the fucking floor
Nine graves, headshots, peakin' through the fuckin' scope
Cutthroat, schizo, hanging from the fucking rope
Blue nose, trench coat, ride, the blood Draco
Credits
Writer(s): Michele Scatamacchia, Ivan Ramirez
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