Menace

(I got Hitman on the beat)
Hahahaha, Ahhh
Back from the dead I am
Yea, yea, yea
Yea murder talk, I do that dirty walk then flip the kill switch
You are not my opp, I'm not the one you tryna deal with
Yea I'm hard to kill, they sent 'bout 30 shots and still missed
And I done lost some friends but that dirty Nina I'm still with
Yea I caught that boy in person he running I'm tryna catch him
He out his mind, I'll knock it off his shoulders with this weapon
That's your big dog? Well I'll get him first and then get you second
Get my Tommy out the door, this episode we get to steppin'

AHHH ROUUU
Boy you ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
Am I the one that ran on him, no sentence? Might be
I shoot the block, pose for the camera, shoot again like Spike Lee
Boy you ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
Am I the one that ran on him, no sentence? Might be
I shoot the block, pose for the camera, shoot again like Spike Lee

Dead bodies on dead bodies, I'm tryna pile them
Cannon on my right in the crowd, they say I'm wild'n
I'm the master but massacre is more of my option
In Texas with this chainsaw, Houston we got a problem
Yea, you feel me? Well let's send him back to that doctor
Fly spinner music, I pull up in helicopters
Yea, but if you want call it a chopper
It's one when I pull up and another one in my pocket
Soul snatcher, soul stealer, same difference
And if I can't find you I bet I could find your mistress
Oh you scared I could see it from a distance
And you could take a chance but I bet I take your existence, grrrrr

Boy you ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
Am I the one that ran on him, no sentence? Might be
I shoot the block, pose for the camera, shoot again like Spike Lee
Boy you ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
Am I the one that ran on him, no sentence? Might be
I shoot the block, pose for the camera, shoot again like Spike Lee

Yea creep slow and then I creep low
Ain't it crazy? Got his people looking for him, Nemo
Confidential, I can't tell you all the stuff that we know
Blood shed up on my hands but I'm tryna see more
Yea creep slow and then I creep low
Ain't it crazy? Got his people looking for him, Nemo
Confidential, I can't tell you all the stuff that we know
Blood shed up on my hands but I'm tryna see more

AHHH ROUUU
You ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
You ain't never met a menace like me
Like me you ain't ne-, you ain't never met a menace like me



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Writer(s): Jordan Alexander
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