Side B
I put the kids to sleep
I count them off like sheep
The Kansas city Chief
I call the shots like Andy Reid
Built different, different breed
You know I make it on my feet
I am not hungry but my plate
It got no space to add more weight
I can take it all the way if I go crazy as I say
I can dangle, dump and chase
Or just step back or fade away
I take the shot like Michael J
I run the spot, they know the name
And in the end I numb his pain
When I walk up and put two darts inside his head while he was parked
I got that bread right from the start
They chopped off heads, late night at dark
I took the white, my business starts to pick up life
They pay the price
Betray my type, won't be no light
For you to see
After I give and you receive
A couple shots that make you bleed
You'll meet and greet the one above
The one some hate but mostly love
That sums the fate of mans who thugs
I count them off like sheep
The Kansas city Chief
I call the shots like Andy Reid
Built different, different breed
You know I make it on my feet
I am not hungry but my plate
It got no space to add more weight
I can take it all the way if I go crazy as I say
I can dangle, dump and chase
Or just step back or fade away
I take that shot like Michael J
I run the spot, they know the name
And in the end I numb his pain
When I walk up and put two darts inside his head while he was parked
I count them off like sheep
The Kansas city Chief
I call the shots like Andy Reid
Built different, different breed
You know I make it on my feet
I am not hungry but my plate
It got no space to add more weight
I can take it all the way if I go crazy as I say
I can dangle, dump and chase
Or just step back or fade away
I take the shot like Michael J
I run the spot, they know the name
And in the end I numb his pain
When I walk up and put two darts inside his head while he was parked
I got that bread right from the start
They chopped off heads, late night at dark
I took the white, my business starts to pick up life
They pay the price
Betray my type, won't be no light
For you to see
After I give and you receive
A couple shots that make you bleed
You'll meet and greet the one above
The one some hate but mostly love
That sums the fate of mans who thugs
I count them off like sheep
The Kansas city Chief
I call the shots like Andy Reid
Built different, different breed
You know I make it on my feet
I am not hungry but my plate
It got no space to add more weight
I can take it all the way if I go crazy as I say
I can dangle, dump and chase
Or just step back or fade away
I take that shot like Michael J
I run the spot, they know the name
And in the end I numb his pain
When I walk up and put two darts inside his head while he was parked
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