##deadeye

[Intro: 1crusafix]
No more mister nice guy
I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blood stains on my shirt, like it's hair dye
Aiming through the scope, that's my dead eye (erdo, haha)

[Chorus: 1crusafix]
No more mister nice guy
I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blood stains on my shirt, like it's hair dye
Aiming through the scope, that's my dead eye
I don't give a fuck
I keep, I keep throwing up
I'm with isai and we strapped, bitch you know we boutta hunt
We got capri in the back, c-c-choppa let it bust
Put that bullet through his chest, I don't think that shit enough

[Verse 1: c4pri]
No more mister nice guy
Bitch I up the pole
Yeah, you might die
Walk with a strap
Afflicted you know we never lack
Kick back
We gon' leave that pussy running back
Yeah, yeah
I can't fall down
Bitch I up that pole now
I can't let my bros down
If he talk down
Leave him on the fucking floor
I got racks now
But I'm still wanting some more

[Verse 2: isai]
No, it will never work out
I'll send a couple bullets to you
I'll make it worse now
No, it will never work out
I'll send a couple bullets to you
I'll make it worse now
He won't talk
He won't talk, no
I'ma bring the chop out
He getting stomped down
Pussy getting blocked out
He gon' hide when I pull up with that Glock
If he talk get shot
I'ma put him in a shock

[Chorus: 1crusafix]
No more mister nice guy
I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blood stains on my shirt, like it's hair dye
Aiming through the scope, that's my dead eye
No more mister nice guy
I'm a cyclops, open up my third eye
Blood stains on my shirt, like it's hair dye
Aiming through the scope, that's my dead eye