Deadshot

(Intro)
You know
I know people are gonna hate on me
But I really don’t give a fuck (yeah)

(First Verse)
This is the last shot before I call it off
It's a headshot like John F. Kennedy call the cops
There's a phyco on the loose slip on my boots
Walk through the hall they don’t got a clue
Shit they found out hit the ball room
Driving around in a black Ta who
A Tahoe that hoe G comin at me pull the Glock out
Raping the ABC’s when you come at me
A cup full of syrup and lean
I’m a teen I am mean I got an attitude your thoughts fly right by me
It’s clean green with blood on the hood dead body everywhere
Oh well
Cast a spell throw a grenade shell
I’m ballin like MJ tell
Dem brain cell wearing k-bells
Riding in my Chevy-O
Hey there's Izzy (POP)
It’s a killshot lose all of them membrane
I just

(Chorus) x2
It's a deadshot
Down deep in the woods
Braindead gotta kill
Dr.Dre said
Pop a pill
It's an overdosed of I don’t care

(Second Verse)
Soon all the haters will tell me pop some pills
Kill yourself
Bitch I already did
But I was to crazy so saint sent me away from hell
So I’m back
And I’m spitting these facts It’s a rap
I was looked down by so many people I had no friends
But now I do and there evil
Got a lethal weapon
It’s legal and my ego taken over me
Spill the beans ridin around in a limousine
Ohh baby you look like a yummy cuisine
No feedback that’s okay I don’t need that
When I bury you six feet deep
Surrounded by six gay guys
It’s called Six Rainbow Seige
Got the keys to the Batmobile
I’m Bruce Wayne
My wounds gain after the two plane
My nervous is shot gonna read the nurseries
Pull the red curtains up there’s a dead person
Hold up before you pull up y’all like wolf pup
Wanting attention got an erection
Got a quick question
You killed seven men
Hey it’s Aaron at the reception
Cookin in the kitchen people probably think i’m dissin
But i’m not pissin anybody off but if I do I’ll see you in a Zoo
Karen
And if I ever do meet one I’ll just

(Chorus) x2
It's a deadshot
Down deep in the woods
Braindead gotta kill
Dr.Dre said
Pop a pill
It's an overdosed of I don’t care

(Third verse)
It’s time to murder here’s your que
Here’s a clue it’s a cock or two
Peekaboo bitch cookin up some barbeque
You dick you suckin
I got Logic on the side like some fries
Take out my nightstick and do a little bit of magic
Trick
I’m a psychic with a sidekick
Bangin on the pipe like
Vice president Mike Pence
Doing night shift with Bryson
Your telling me your lien men
With a Chrysler driving around downtown
Took it back with Revival with an arsenal
Bitch
Its despicable how all the dicks are invincible
It’s unforgivable you typical bitch double check
It’s a miracle a minimal slut like a liberal
Its miserable that the traditional bitch
Its hysterical rape the alphabetical spell the chemical
Venom in my blood
Possess some
Eating cinnamon with a kill in kim
Film em and tear em
And i gotta

(Chorus) x2
It's a deadshot
Down deep in the woods
Braindead gotta kill
Dr.Dre said
Pop a pill
It's an overdosed of I don’t care