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I'm close to the edge, don't dare push
Nigga, don't you know I got a Glock in the bush?
Fully loaded, just one finger to explode it
Body like Spalatto and the pump feel corroded
And the gun I used, I chopped up
Now I'm waitin' for some shit from your boys to pop up
And they gon' get done just like I did you
And so on and so on like Faberge shampoo, ooh
Last time I went buck wild
Blasted this nigga in front of his child
He thought I was a busta fuckin' with my money
Like I'm a joke or somethin', haha, very funny
Do you see me laughin', huh? Do you?
But I'ma laugh when them hollow points go through you
In today's and nights to pursue ya
When I catch ya, I'ma do damage like jeans
And you ain't never seen an X go to work
And when I start blastin', I blast berserk
I gives a fuck (Buck, buck, buck)
If it ain't me or mine, get struck
Doctor Tom Slick said I'm schizophrenic
'Cause I wanna kill more than the Viet Cong War
Nickname me Ho Chi Minh
'Cause I walk the streets of Long Beach with a loaded MAC-10
Then, bullets will be zippin', zappin' (Comin')
Bodies collapsin' (I'm close to the edge)
Bullets will be zippin', zappin' (Comin')
Bodies collapsin' (I'm close to the edge)
Bullets will be zippin', zappin' (Comin')
Bodies collapsin' (I'm close to the edge)
Bullets will be zippin', zappin' (Comin')
Bodies collapsin'
Bizarre, the way I launch my protoplasms
Into paragraphs that scares like phantasm, huh
And you can say I'm on the ball
'Cause I'ma chase you up and down the hall
And when I catch ya, you'll be washed up just like zest
Now let the coroner clean the mess
It's his job, I rob life from punks
Like shit when I attack, Glock 17 dumps
Six million ways to catch death
Swim the direct route, get buried in your wet suit
And the side effects are connected
To the TEC-9 and the technique wrecks
So send for the next of kin by the tens
To identify punks I didn't fly
Like Predator, I'ma terminate ya