YEAH
GUT HIS BODY GUT HIS BODY GOT HIS HEAD
CUT HIS HEAD OFF WITH AN AX I MAKE IT RED
AK-47 AND THEY CALLING UP THE FEDS
I DON’T WANNA TALK TO YOU YOU MAKE ME WANT SOME DEATH
X2

YEAH HE WANNA RUN UP ON ME AX AND YEAH I’M POPPING ADDYS
POPPING XANAX POPPING PERCS AND ON THE MOLLY YOU CAN’T STOP ME
X2

POPPING PERCS I THROW HIM DOWN THE SOUNDS I HEAR ARE PLEASANT NOW
I’M POPPING XANAX POPPING PERCS I’M POPPING SHOTS YOU WON’T BE FOUND
X2

YEAH HE RUN HIS MOUTH SO IMMA PUT A KNIFE INSIDE OF IT
AK-47 YEAH I SHOOT HIM DOWN I DO IT QUICK
I LOVE THE THRILL OF TAKING OVER LOVE THE THRILL OF SHOOTING STICKS
I START A RIOT IN THE STREETS I HAVE NO NATION TERRORIST

COME AND SEND SOME SHOTS AT ME I PUT A KNIFE INSIDE YOUR MOUTH
I PUT HIM IN A HEADLOCK NOW HIS BODY DROPPING TO THE GROUND
YOU RUN AWAY IRONIC GONNA END UP IN A WHEELCHAIR NOW
I PUT HIM IN A HEADLOCK NOW HIS BODY DROPPING TO THE GROUND

END UP IN A HEADLOCK END UP IN A HEADLOCK
END UP IN A HEADLOCK YEAH I WATCH HIS BODY DROP
X2
COME AND SEND SOME SHOTS AT ME I PUT A KNIFE INSIDE YOUR MOUTH
I PUT HIM IN A HEADLOCK NOW HIS BODY DROPPING TO THE GROUND
YOU RUN AWAY IRONIC GONNA END UP IN A WHEELCHAIR NOW
I PUT HIM IN A HEADLOCK NOW HIS BODY DROPPING TO THE GROUND

CAME INTO IRAQ WITH A BOMB AROUND MY WAIST
FEELING LIKE I’M IN AL-QAEDA WHEN I’M HOPPING ON THE PLANE
YOU CAN’T RUN AWAY FROM ME I CUT OFF BOTH OF YOUR LEGS
I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR HEAD I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR BRAIN
X2

BLOOD ON YOUR CLOTHES YOU GON NEED SOME DETERGENT
CUTTING THROUGH YOUR BODY
I FEEL LIKE A SURGEON
WANNA TALK BACK AND I’M LEAVING YOU HEADLESS
SELL YOUR LIMBS ON THE BLACK IMMA MAKE YOU WORTH SOMETHING

CAME INTO IRAQ WITH A BOMB AROUND MY WAIST
FEELING LIKE I’M IN AL-QAEDA WHEN I’M HOPPING ON THE PLANE
YOU CAN’T RUN AWAY FROM ME I CUT OFF BOTH OF YOUR LEGS
I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR HEAD I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR BRAIN

ON SOME BLACK TAR GOT SOME GUNS IN THIS CAR
STOLEN WHIP AND IT STARTS NOW I’M DODGING ALL THE FEDS
X2
BLOOD ON YOUR CLOTHES YOU GON NEED SOME DETERGENT
CUTTING THROUGH YOUR BODY
I FEEL LIKE A SURGEON
WANNA TALK BACK AND I’M LEAVING YOU HEADLESS
SELL YOUR LIMBS ON THE BLACK IMMA MAKE YOU WORTH SOMETHING

CAME INTO IRAQ WITH A BOMB AROUND MY WAIST
FEELING LIKE I’M IN AL-QAEDA WHEN I’M HOPPING ON THE PLANE
YOU CAN’T RUN AWAY FROM ME I CUT OFF BOTH OF YOUR LEGS
I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR HEAD I PUT A BULLET THROUGH YOUR BRAIN

CAME INTO IRAQ WITH A BOMB AROUND MY WAIST