Bulletproof Tony

Sit back crackalackin
Listen ya boy rappin
Tell you a story, it was mad how it all happened
Gold rings were on my fingers
At 18 carat whilst you was getting bout in dingers
My blade seen claret, the door was booted off the hinges, huh
Blacked out we was moving like some ninjas
Take you back a bit, through the shit
See I was comatosed
Double crossed by someone who I thought was close
To me, him and Tony got away with all my smoke
And so we haunted em like holy ghosts
Stole their coke, left em both with broken bones
Anyway, time passed, made cash
Birds got smashed, drugs went fast
And my man asked
If I thought about it coming back, he was thrashed
I said, na it's all in the past
Two weeks later I was at my home with a couple whores
Next thing I heard somebody booting down my door

Boot it, boot it proper
Kick it harder, kick it harder
Girl screams
That's what I'm talking about
All right search this motherfucker
Gonna chop him up man
Find that son of a bitch
And we're gonna fuck him up bro
Let's do it man let's fuckin do it

Jumped up out my linen
Bullets are flying hitting everything including both the women
They were sniffing in the kitchen
I was upstairs waiting for some head
Til I heard the lead, grabbed a blade
And hid underneath my bed
Fuming, heard em flipping up the gaf searching for the coin
Talking bout coming up the stairs and executing
Wanting retribution, I was under no illusion
That this could have been my last day coz I'm only human
Here they come
Running up the stairs looking for me yeah it's on
Searching all the rooms looking for a lump sum
Two were in the spare room, one was in my bedroom
I sliced his Achilles heel, he fell and dropped his gun
They must have heard the screams, I heard em coming
I grabbed the gun from under the bed and waited for em
When I seen em, started shooting both of their feet up
They dropped, I fired lethal shots
Answered a phone that was ringing, put it on speaker

Is it done? Tell me you've fuckin done it
Na, your boys are done though
You little rat

Lock and load, return the favour
Escaped assassination
Bizzies are surely on the way I know we woke the neighbours
Two prozzies in my kitchen are dead
And bodies are upstairs, plenty bloodshed
My head was done in
A car on the drive with the engine running that henchmen come in
Chucked my bag of guns in the back and then I jumped in
Knew where he'd be at
2013 I took his kneecaps
Tony Snapbag I'm coming at you for the rematch
Furious anger your bouts to see that, biatch
Pulled up on the street where
He grew he's weed, fair
To say I knew he'd be there
Stone Island on his t shirt through the window in his wheel chair
Clocked him, three bullets rocked him
His main hitman come storming out, my shorty dropped him
Turned the gaf into a bloodbath
I let my gun blast
Skull fragments in my mustache
Seen enough cash but first I had to finish Tony
I heard a gun cock and froze, he had the drop on me

All right, all right man, easy man, just take it easy
I've gotta give it to ya Frank, you've got some nerve on ya
But what are we gonna do with you now?