Robert McCall

[Chorus: Lee Ricks]
I set the bomb shit off, let's get it started
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six armed targets
Five, four seconds left, talk to God quick
Three, two murder one, yo let's get it [?]

I set the bomb shit off, let's get it started
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six armed targets
Five, four seconds left, talk to God quick
Three, two here we come, [?], kid

[Verse 1: Lee Ricks]
Everything [?] within my radius
Trust, I put the fear of God deep inside an atheist
For [?] your shit, used to play you shades of[?]
Crazy shit, I'll keep your head spinning like a laser disc
You should learn to walk away from this
'Cause if I put you in a choke-hold, you won't awake from this
Nah, you never met nobody like this
You [?] get my devilish hands to serve the righteous
Six million ways to die, let's make it right quick
[?] here's the next snapper end your life with
Shit, it's like a jungle outside [?]
Riders of the storm, murder on survivalist
It get nasty, pants get too crafty
Peace don't exist no more, we're that savvy
Gladly, I kill a man with a cock screw
The shot clock assassin, fuck it, probably use a fork too

[Chorus: Lee Ricks]
I set the bomb shit off, let's get it started
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six armed targets
Five, four seconds left, talk to God quick
Three, two murder one, yo let's get it [?]

I set the bomb shit off, let's get it started
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six armed targets
Five, four seconds left, talk to God quick
Three, two here we come, [?], kid

[Verse 2: Sitou Koudadjé]
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