Jackin the Samuai
• Written by Handlebars
Fucking up the beat with the fire crack
chopping it up like samurai Jack
Heart attack, Cardiac
Blowing up and thats a fact
the dope is bad
The car is crashed
drinking hypnotic got me smashed
the blunt is burnt, the bowl is cashed
the gun is pulled
all snitches dashed
Dont come at me tryna take those photos
everybody knows my hat rock logo's
midwest sickness on the go go
talk about speed not drugs you do do
taking my shots im zoning in
just like wayne im going in
fuck with me killya next of kin
gotta mac 10
ready to gat
so much cheese my pockets fat
punch to the face your eyes be black
im eating you up lika lika big mac
put it on the back burner
let the pot simmer
squashin this beef thats what for dinner
order that take out call it deliver
knife to the tummy call it de Liver
I will make you slimmer
chop you up just a sliver
silver bullets in the chamber making lips quiver
quick hurry up blood spill its a river
rage on my mind blowing up pull trigger
time stopped
mind popped
body dropped
knees locked
at it got a hammer cocked
semi with the safety off
traffic cut a nigga off
stacking money im a boss
Yeah...??
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Handlebars
Member since April 16 2016