On Sight!

Look who it is
Its the man w the finest hits
Ya fuck around and catch iron fists
I got a giant list so mothafucka who want it?
Poppin out da graveyard, betta start runnin
Its gonna be a doozy, im playin wit a uzi
A couple hunnid milligrams feelin hella woozy
Birdie onna sac like im banjo kazooie
Yall cud see me on the screen: TV and a movie
Vein cutta, the 45 tucka
Sour like a warhead, makin lips pucka
A blood sucka
U know, tha molotov chucka
Im comin up from unda
Makin noise like thunda
Its tha mystic, bout to go ballistic
Front row ticket dont think ya wanna miss it
Ya want a feature, ima need a lung
Ya shoulda swung
Fuckin around will get ya dumbass stung

When it come to crooks, i wrote the book
Hoes stop n look, hella fellas shook
So ima hold the mic, like I'm takin a bite
And if i see ya tonight, its on sight

When it come to crooks, i wrote the book
Hoes stop n look, hella fellas shook
So ima hold the mic, like I'm takin a bite
And if i see ya tonight, its on sight

Like barney rubble I'm a real stone thrower
Foamin at the mouth, and i never been sober
Stone cold "behold! the sucka soul snatcha!"
Catching bullets just to throw em right back atcha
Hit the deck and catch the full effect
I'm runnin with a temper, and coming for ya neck
A stimulant user, microphone bruiser
The supa dupa supreme mood reducer
One, Two, Three and tha Fo
I got a rare sickness need no antidote
I'm poppin at a witness, float forever mo
Boutta get em from a distance
A killa in a cloak
Betta be ready cuz I'm going out swingin
You bitches ain't shit quit fuckin with a demon
Its on tonight i think ya better off bleedin
And when its all gone, wat you believe in?

When it come to crooks, i wrote the book
Hoes stop n look, hella fellas shook
So ima hold the mic, like I'm takin a bite
And if i see ya tonight, its on sight

When it come to crooks, i wrote the book
Hoes stop n look, hella fellas shook
So ima hold the mic, like I'm takin a bite
And if i see ya tonight, its on sight