Pulp

Intro :
Time to pivot
Gang gang gang
Remove the tides
I ain't swimming
Gang gang gang
Limit they loosing they minds
I ain't finished
Gang gang gang
Who do you who do you
Who do you who do you
Fall On
Who do you who do you
Who do you who do you
Call

Hook :
I had another one
Wasn't here for it
My pain ain't no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we're her for it
It's hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea

I had another one
Wasn't here for it
My pain ain't no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we're her for it
It's hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea

Verse :
They been shootin
Just been tellin them
Goin home i ain't bouta
Be a bloody bath
That's why i'm home i ain't bouta
Be up in the Casket
Stay onna the phone
They been throwing me
Some breaking bad so
Watch your tone you get
Thrown off
Tell ah nigga if they
Step to me they gon
Be bleeding in the melody
Fear factor compactor
Put your guards up
Nigga come attack us i
Don't think that'll be a
Wise choice a wise guy
Woulda probably fled the scene
Probably go home put his head to
Sleep mad niggas mad yall niggas
Dead to me
I say why why why
Do it seems that way
Aye aye aye why why why
Fled the scene ride away
Nigga let's ride away

Hook :
I had another one
Wasn't here for it
My pain ain't no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we're her for it
It's hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea

I had another one
Wasn't here for it
My pain ain't no joke
Gather the village tell em
That we're her for it
It's hot guarantee smoke
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea
Fire the cannon tell em that we're here for it yea

Verse 2 :

Ain't tryna be seen in the dirt for minute, i duck the rifle and maneuver/
Make the right decision, sniper precision, i fuckin tightened up my shooters/
Tag a nigga like a letterman, bih cut the bullshit and put the leather up/
I jus be tucked off, they want lesser for us, i said fuck the lessons never settled for it/
Made a living off of pressin it, pressure was comin in i never let it up, offa the/
Gas, im blowin i sped it up, its fuck the race and my competitors/
And thats for life, and thats on my life, nah its on my soul, god take the pedaler/
The bars out, had a r’lapse, i had to come back, cuz bitch im a regular/
Right now its a movie in the making, right now im a legend and the proof/
Load up the clip, popped up at ya station, and set up the camera to pull up and shoot/
Nigga cops (bleeped) get no cooperation, i am not the one to tell the truth/
How they lock the boys up at the station, how they shot em, they was yellin truce/
Solid as a rock on a whole nother planet, boy won't crack til a nigga hit granite/
Have some patience for the mental, waitin so they can feel it kick in, when the damage hit/
Bitch i been scramblin, looked for models, got a mannequin, little bitch look who you standin wit/
All of you dead weights that i carried, embarrassing, please save ya peace for the candlelit nigga/
Im gone