Letras
"It was late afternoon of the same day at homicide police headquarters."
"The coroner's report says the bullet was a lead ball
Fired from an antique handgun."
"The victim's left ear was sliced off by a sharp blade of some kind."
"Yeah, and pinned to the body together with a note reading
This is only the beginning."
You reneg, straight off the shit the psycho kid did
I don't know, I lost my mind a couple years back
My head is hollow point tips, straight penetrate deep in yo' skull
My marksman skills, be on some Bronson, Eastwood
Rambo, Sid or a Norris tip, whatchu heard I'm a nerd?
I'll wax yo' ass in reverb, reverb, reverb
Get off that gangsta man style, you just a clone
Wannabe fuckin Al Capone, I got somethin you ain't seen
But wait, there's seems to be some funk on the scene
I got visions, extra periphreal, the see-1's all off and tell 'em
"Time waits for no man!"
You look soft, like cotton, absorb it all up in your head
Yeah soak it up kid now mix this in
I'm on some Off the Wall Beat It, New York turned Dangerous Thriller
Now switch that pan button, send me on a vocal rotation
Bounce from ear to ear there, and talk to those that ain't here
But wait, there's major non-believers in the midst
I got solver, for those who zap my style is gon' piss
Believe that, when I rap, often Motion's absurd
It ain't heard, I'm so fly, I soar on pine shit just like I'm a bird
They sneak up on me for the vick I'll bodybag 'em
"Psych! I carry a magnum"
You got the right to remain silent, anything you do can cause you harm
Freeze! Now throw your hands in the air
You got the right to remain silent, anything you do can cause you harm
Freeze! Now throw your hands in the air
You got the right to remain silent, anything you do can cause you harm
Freeze! Now throw your hands in the air
You got the right to remain silent, anything you do can cause you harm
Freeze! Get 'em up, get 'em up
There won't be no more garbage talkin brothers, I'ma take out the trash