Killshot

[Hook]
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band

[Verse 1]
Y'all know what you started, I'm here with the fresh bars
I kick like a fully loaded clip with the [?]
Half man half beast like a centaur, I'll end y'all
You ain't got nuts like a Ken doll
My pen [?] got more dope than cartel
If all fails, Imma push rhyme like barbells
And move weight, still smoother than Buble
They waitin' on my album, I ain't give 'em a due date
You're too late, I got one in the chamber
It's banger, those oppose, they in danger
Mic strangler, dog dangler, not a player
God emcee, bong slayer, I'm your savior
Get a paper like the daily news
You ain't paying dues
Snatch em' off stage & we take his jewels
Spit hot & I play it cool
I know you hate the truth
'Cause your fans say it too

[Hook]
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band

[Verse 2]
I hit 'em with the force of a nuclear bomb
Knock him out his Gucci thong & his Louis Vutton
The movie is on, look like it's filmed by Scorsese
My life, need Joe Pesci to portray me
In my eighties reflecting on my younger days
Hundred ways I could've did it, but some amazed
I spit ice on a summer day, run away
And come to play, make sure you tuck your chain
It's up for game, my youngin's never had it
They wanna grab it, you gon' need a lamp from Aladdin
The wish they'll never have is no book to start rappin'
I can tell your fans turn around, go & slap 'em
Jack 'em, with my skills, all maded
Y'all just dickride others cause y'all faggots
Pop up with 2 twin thangs like Bob Saget
Top bracket, so sick you could contact it

[Hook]
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band
Cock back the hammer, go for the killshot
Heat up in your mouth, melt the ice, make your grill hot
Learn from the devil, told me this God plan
Pull up with the drums, bang heads, no rock band