Firing Squad

Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk
Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk

Hittem from the left side Hittem from the right side
Staggering back and fort Playing ping pong with him
4 5 on the left side look em in the eye So he know who hit em
20 in one clip 20 in the other
Look mothers fucker I call it perfect vision
My team down the ride Grip the beam in slide
Bullseye when that semi automatic spitting
Weaving through traffic It can get drastic
Pump on my lap it's Throw away ratchet
All made plastic If I blast it lay in a casket stretched like elastic
Murder scene graphic Please don't panic
Chopping up the bodies Then put them in the attic
Alter ya breathing coughing and wheezing
You'll think he's asthmatic

Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk
Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk

Won't miss it again BItch it's grand
Now they firing on you rapid
Slick with the pen Spit with the phlegm
Man My Flow so malice
Sick once again My niche is a ten
Don't see it then I think you need glasses
Burn them the ashes
Bitch ima savage I don't do olive branches
Kick in the door With the 44
Get on the floor It's no biggie
Firing squad Firing the bars
Like they got laid off
Get up the par Quick with the scar
No tank top I'm baring the arms
On or off the pad I'm exceeding the bar
Leap over it like it's pole vault

Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk
Firing squad Firing 'em off
Man Hit 'em with the shots
Firing squad firing em off
Now he can't even to walk



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Writer(s): John Edirier Stephenson Iii
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