Goin’ off

Goin’ off while bitches trynna’ knock me off of my rank,

Goin’ mad my mind is blank, just armageddon,

Blowin’ up competition like a nuclear weapon,

My intention is to threaten the competition

come mess with me I give you opposition,

goin’ off and goin’ hard the bomb is tickin’,

Terrorism to the fuckin’ victims,

fuckin’ murder these scums, fuckin’ actin’ to me like bums!

FUCKIN’ SHOOTING THESE BITCHES, SHOOT ALL THE CORPSES SO THEY AIN’T MOVIN’

MESS WITH ME DURIN’ MY ETERNAL RAGE, ENGAGE WITH MY LYRICAL RAGE FILLIN’ THE PAGE,

TIME FOR INJECTION TO DISENGAGE BUT I’M NOT DONE WITH MY RAMPAGE!

Goin’ insane, that’s a way to explain why I’ve slain 90% of enemies,

squeeze the trigger, whack em’ against the back with a broken bottle of liquor,

grab another gun, finish them off to the point they are on they’re knees,

leave the corpses folded over, leave em’ in two lines shoot em’ wait I was cheatin’ in red rover,

leave the bitches with blood all of over, I’m done with this battle verse,

immerse me in the liquids of all of my sins,

I don’t give a fuck, strike I knocked down all the pins.