violent lullabies.

Pump into the chest Puts you to rest So you cant see the rest of life I promised that I'd live in spite Me and my cold ass knife So if you thinkin' ima die to you, You best be aimin' right I'm finna be aimin' right back at you, You know you finna lose ya sight Awake at night, asleep by day Can't help the way that I behave I'd shoot the fuckin place up before I ever calm the rage If you don't like the way I move Then get the f*ck up out the way I don't got time for you today But watch ya fuckin back, uh Bitch I'm spinning back Like dreidel my attack Gon cause harm to the masses These f*ck niggas, I blast em Gon smoke his pack then pass em Go ghost like ectoplasm Everyday, When there's no fuckin action I'm feeling static, really I want war But they don't wanna have it Like I get at it, Like a fuckin addict Bitch I love the racket We gon cause some havoc, with them automatics My shooters don't need practice