Gun 'em Down

You just found yourself stuck in the cut Of my trap house And there's fire all around You ain't ever getting out not alive This is where it ends And you ain't ever walking out I just hired new security They're the voices in my head And they might fire up a round Kill the witnesses for clarity If there's survivors there's no choice We gon have to gun em down It's no surprise That I might lose my temper often He shorted me a ticket So I had to hit his office i tie him up Then make him watch me kill his bosses I empty out the room until I'm nauseous I'm sick I need a doctors note momma I'm having homicdal thoughts Don't let the doctor know momma Cuz if he find out I'm a kill him Everyone's a target But your face is in the middle You just found yourself stuck in the cut Of my trap house And there's fire all around You ain't ever getting out not alive This is where it ends And you ain't ever walking out I just hired new security They're the voices in my head And they might fire up a round Kill the witnesses for clarity If there's survivors there's no choice We gon have to gun em down OK I'll sacrifice you just For trying my energy Turn the room into a colt scene Blood spills into pentagram shapes Now it's smoking like the dope fiend's I'll cut your body by the feet And chop it up like it's something to eat Sins I commit would haunt you for life I slept fine because it's nothing to me I'm cut from a different seem Charles Manson with a little Charlie Sheen The cup full of tigers blood Because you know I put down the lean But I ain't put down the McQueen Or wrapping bodies up inside the ravine Crossing me is like a cardinal sin That's some karma you could never redeem Bitch there's blood on the money That's what the trap brings you know it Bad things told my shooter that he's Preaching to the choir Cuz I love it when they gat sings Mama told me spread my wings But I ain't know she gave me bat wings I'm a son of a gun A walking dead man that's under the sun Counting up all the bodies laying in The backyard and it's 101 And if I told you the truth That ain't as bad as the summer to come Motherfuckers been running their mouth What they need to do is get it and run You just found yourself stuck in the cut Of my trap house And there's fire all around You ain't ever getting out not alive This is where it ends And you ain't ever walking out I just hired new security They're the voices in my head And they might fire up a round Kill the witnesses for clarity If there's survivors there's no choice We gon have to gun em down