Loose Cannons

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon
These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon

Back blast, area clear
Target locked and it's in the air
Who's this nigga looking at me in the mirror?
Engage the enemy without no fear
Chicago Bull in a china shop
Rep the 7
421 rain down from heaven and burn down ya block
And then bless the mic when it's time to Rock
The Mad King
Do bad things when the pressures on and you attack the throne
Leaving dead bodies in a combat zone
And you can't figure out what's happening
Don't push me
Nigga, I'm close to the edge
I brought my lyrical guillotine, spit these blades
You ain't gotta be feeling me to lose yo head
I'm on you
I'm afta you
Don't let the fact that you on my mind
Flatter you cuz I'll scatter you
Like shrapnel when I'm on my grind
Boss hog
Like a Lost dog
Off the chain and I eat it raw
Pass judgment like God's law
Then strike you down cuz it's time to go
I'm a loose cannon
Arm, leg, leg, arm, head, nigga
Put yo ass to bed, nigga
Then cover yo shit with the spread, nigga
This a masterpiece
Yall punk niggas ain't seein' me
You ain't being me, taking y'all shit like a B&E
And I'm Standing on the top like I'm 'posed to be - Loose Cannon

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon
These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon

Aye yo, dig what this bitch said, your royal penis clean your highness
I said so is your nose, wipe the coke off ya sinus
But yo, fuck that, what I'm really here to talk about
Is how all them loose mouths bring them loose cannons out
Yup, back back back up like Tampax, morphine and anthrax
Snap off like Mad Max, 3 wolves in a killa pack
Matter fact, to be exact, razor sharp on every track
421 bloodline, Frontline, never fall back
What you call that, blood splat from Mr. Good Cap
Off with the head, torso gon be oh so lonely
Status been elevated up to big homie
You be dead like Bernie, ride you round like show ponies
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
If concept not understood, point made out quick
Gotta put finishing touches like massage on dick
Loose cannon feeling freaky, bitch, get that lick

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon
These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon

I told you I'm not done, Already said I'm not the one
So you better grab your guns
Cuz you're dealin with a psychopath
Yet I must digress as I'm feelin somewhat stressed
Sense it buildin in my chest
So I reveal the simulcast
When my mind splits, I don't understand this shit
But I know we're about to flip, so don't you fuck with either one of me
I tell you once again, I do what it takes to win
Cuz I'm a Loose Cannon, so tell me what it's gotta be
They think it's an act, but no, trust me, bitch, it's factual
I'm slightly nuts, an actual
Psycho, it's just natural
Well reserved and tactical? Irrational, adaptable
By God, that's just not practical, no longer on sabbatical
I just thought you had to know, my psycho ass just might know that
When I show that I might go back, rewrite the track, decipher that
Headlock takeover, red dot, wait, holster
Breathe slower, aim, hold it! Dead shot, headshot, game over

These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon
These are just the true ramblins of them loose cannons
Always spit the truth rabid in a way that you grasp it
What ain't you understandin? Bitch, we're loose cannons
Never leave the booth standin, don't test a loose cannon