Eyez T

You gonna do it like that, ima do it like this
One shot, one kill, these bullets don't miss
You gonna do it like that, ima do it like this
One shot, one kill, these bullets don't miss
You gonna do it like that, ima do it like this
One shot, one kill, these bullets don't miss
Pistol for a misdemeanor
Isn't that about a bitch
Pistol for a misdemeanor
Isn't that about a bitch

I'm too tired and too sick
I might pop out with that stick
Change my mind and put that hoe down
I feel like Ice cube in this bitch
You ain't got mind control over shit
Before you met me you ain't never seen a brick
Change my mind like, gimme that back
Might take your life up in this bitch
I feel like

I feel like Ice Cube in this hoe
I might go Ice T in this bitch
Got a couple extra magazines in this hoe
I got them cop killers in my clip
Bitch I been too tired and too sick
Like fuck that shit
Bitch, you want me to be a motherfucking
Cop killer, cop killer

Cop killer, cop
Kill a cop, kill a cop
Cop killer, cop
Kill a cop, kill a cop

Jumping through demensions, split an atom with a verse
Biting through an Apple, Eve will prolly get it worse
Bitch I fight a battle from a different universe
And I was sent to kill ur dad and make ur mama wanna twerk
Lookin like I took a couple bodies out the dirt
Bitch if I don't got it, bet I'll probably make it work
I'm the crypt keeper, grim reaper
Make em disperse
You better give me 50 feet bitch
Or somebody getting hurt

I been seeing shit that they don't put on the internet
It's enough to make me wanna write a book on the internet
Dirty dollars in every cranny and nook on the internet
I don't even wanna motherfucking look on the internet
Listen, this the type of shit that make you oil up your weapon
Kiss your mama, buy a vest and go say sorry to the reverend
Hope to God that there's a heaven
Buy a box of extra shells and tell somebody
Let's catch a body, somebody's gotta get it

I'm not a Boogie Boy, I'm in a hoodie boy
Ain't no Antifa, Not a registered voter
I got a list of misdemeanors
Not a violent offender and I don't got no felonies
But I'm from Texas
I got registered weapons
Got some heaters
Ain't no steel toes
Only dirty Jordan's and Adidas
Ima run up and delete 'em
Motherfuck 'em, I don't need 'em
Feed 'em shit in a sandwich
And put they neck under my knee
Isn't this how America's takin care of they own people

God fucking dammit