UNLEASHED

[Intro]
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock
Up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chest beating fast
I don't think there's time to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun
On a silly bitch (you already know what time it is)
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt (DCR the fuckin gang!)

[Chorus]
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock
Up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chеst beating fast
I don't think there's timе to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun
On a silly bich
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt

[Verse]
The VANN is in yo veins and he driving you insane
Imma run and grab my blade, so I can shove it through yo brain
I can't mess with stupid bitches that be fucking with my steeze
Don't forget about your Mrs., got her down on her knees
You coming quick? I'll still crush a bitch
Talkin hard behind a screen, that's how you end up getting squished
Like a bug with my boot, now I got blood on my suit
That's such a fucking shame, now I'm the greatest in the game
I'm keeping it evil, this shit ethereal
I got my artillery, bout to make history
Vann is the master at causing disaster
I start a new chapter, burning the pastor
This that cypher shit, that fire shit
That finna make me psycho shit
I'll guide 'em with a lighter
All this power I'll acquire
So feast your eyes on the beast
I bleed the fuckers of deceit
If you cross my path, you'll face my wrath
I'll curse those that mess with my stacks
I count them benji's
Cast a spell, you bitches gettin' sent to hell
If you see the devil, tell him that I'm on another level bitch

[Chorus]
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock
Up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chest beating fast
I don't think there's time to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun
On a silly bich
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt (DCR the fuckin gang!)
I just have a tight grip
On ya mothafuckin' neck
I'm about to take your breath away
Just hold on to your chest
And I got no heart, got no feelings
Find you hanging from a ceiling
Oh shit, you better not
I'm about to bust my Glock
Up in your head
Thinking that you might be dead
With your chest beating fast
I don't think there's time to rest
Better run, better run
Before I unleash my gun
On a silly bich
You fucking cunt
I'll smoke you out just like a junt