Hit Me

I’d like to think up some bad thoughts And then spread those thoughts out with a loaded gun Didn’t you hear me when I said run motherfucker, run, run motherfucker run? I’ll spray your crib just for fun Yellow’s still on the beats that weigh a ton! Blow you the f*ck up to kingdom come My delivery of pain has just begun And I won’t be finished until I’m done The wrong one to get sprung Have you hung Def and blind but mostly dumb Piece of shit, fucking dung! No biblical reference For your dead lefteded What’s your preference? Boxed up, cremated or pieced out spreadeded Intercepteded your messages To hit me up but left you unprotecteded TA-DOW! You’re death bededed Hit me, c’mon hit me I dare you, c’mon hit me! I said hit me, c’mon hit me You want me? Come and get me But don’t you motherfucking miss me! Jake Tha Dogg I carry a couple potions with me I’m on my Doctor Jekyll, Mister Hyde shit Ruff-Ryder, ride or die, 99 shit Spitting semi-automatic Extended clip by the hip shit! Let the dog off the leash The next hunter’s moon It’s the Transformation of the beast Blood hungry and I’m foaming from the teeth I ain’t pointing my arrow in anyone’s direction Blind folded and let that mother fucker go! Election season Resurrecting dead chiefs to bring back peace to all the reserves The ground we stand on is ours Devour your towers replaced with totem poles Every hour…these natives standing with power We’re the true landlords this land, this land is ours Hit me, c’mon hit me I dare you, c’mon hit me! I said hit me, c’mon hit me You want me? Come and get me But don’t you motherfucking miss me! You hired a fool locked up To try to get me chalked up Guns you better stock up Cause I’m gonna shoot your whole fucking block up! Is that the best you could’ve done? The best you could’ve thought up? Marius the fucking thief wants to get shot up? Aim at your head, red dotted The hit’s been ordered And you can try to run to the next border But I’ll have a whole crew waiting for your slaughter You and your whole crew…and it’s sorta… Funny how you could’ve just stayed away from my disorder But it’s too late and I can’t wait to send you to the funeral parlour End of chapter, I’m full of laughter Never f*ck with this Micmac-Irish rapper Hit me, c’mon hit me I dare you, c’mon hit me! I said hit me, c’mon hit me You want me? Come and get me But don’t you motherfucking miss me!