Behead the Kings

You intended to shoot people up close and personal?

Definitely

I wanted to tell 'em just before they left

I wanted to say goodbye

Yeah

OPG, nigga

AOTP

Official Pistol Gang

Yeah

Shit is official

Okay

I ain't new to the game, faggot

I been rapping

You tell lies in the booth, that means you been acting

I been smashing on this mic

I been spazzing

I'm completely focused, motherfucker, distraction

My hand is steady when the four-fifth lift at him

Shit happen when you faggot niggas hear the click-clacking

9/11, Call them up, keep them dispatching

That means you talk to polices, speak pig Latin

I'm done with it all

I move past you petty haters

Gun to your jaw

You ready, you can meet your maker

I'm a man of God, but I don't need a savior

I do my dirt upon my lonely

I don't need a favor

Fuck a bitch, fuck 'em all, nigga

Fuck the world

I'm good by myself, little boy, and little girl

I made my bed, so y'all pay the consequence

I got devils in my head saying I gotta vent

I got an angel on my shoulder, say I should repent

But the devil keeps on winning 'cause I'm kinda bent

I'm coming for blood

I'm broke, I ain't got a cent

So don't be brave

Have a little common sense

Everything is everything, pulling out them heavy things

The Official Pistol Gang, cut you, the machete swing

Out his face clean, turn your brain to spaghetti rings

Anything, bring the guillotine, we behead the king

Everything is everything, pulling out them heavy things

The Official Pistol Gang, cut you, the machete swing

Out his face clean, turn your brain to spaghetti rings

Anything, bring the guillotine, we behead the king

What you retarded or something?

I leave you heartless, if nothing