[Intro: Bukshot]
Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell the whole world who's about to stuff 'em all

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
The lights go out, you're shaking, you're scared
Journey into Bukshot's 12 Day nightmare
A fact or fiction?
Gee I don't know
Push me off a ledge I'll come back like the crow
Exposed to visions of a homicidal mission and a slug gets drilled through yo head in a collision
Subdivisions locked up and people start to hide
But there's nowhere to go, like they say "it's a suicide"
Down for my fang, I'll hand for my gang
I never go out unless I go out with a bang
Here I go
I know I got the skills to cut you 1-87 Jones, I'll swing and cut you with my shank
What you think, so don't be a fool
Rat-a-tat-tat punk it's something ta creep to

[Chorus: AK]
Rolling through the hood (yеah)
Busters getting jealous
Takе out yo strap and go rat-a-tat-tat (it's something ta creep to)
Creeping down the street (yeah)
Punks I'm mean-mugging (yeah)
Pull out yo gat and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
Be a real G and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
Let's get it on and go rat-a-tat-tat (they creep to this)
N***a
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Rolling through yo hood (yo hood)
A cop pulls ya over (over)
Should ya make 'em chase (nah) or buck 'em in the face?
Choice two is preferred, not a plane or a bird
He's a pig with a gun
His pistol weighs a ton
He won't cut for you
So why cut for him?
Either shoot or get shot, the situation's grim
Your gat's in your pocket, you pull it out and cock it (oh yeah)
Your finger's on the trigger, cause you's a cop killer
One person that I fear and every time I run when I look at myself in a mirror with a gun
Considered a threat, I'm a menace to society
Subject to theft, murder, rape, assault and battery, resisting arrest
Thoughts of doing crime
Convicted of a felony I thought of in a rhyme
Down for whatever, the bullet goes splat
To the head full of lead, so rat-a-tat-tat

[Chorus: AK]
Rolling through yo hood (yeah)
Busters getting jealous
Take out yo strap and go rat-a-tat-tat (it's something ta creep to)
Creeping down the street (yeah)
Punks I'm mean-mugging (yeah)
Pull out yo gat and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Rolling down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
Be a real G and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
Let's get it on and go rat-a-tat-tat (they creep to this)
[Verse 3: Bukshot]
Situation two, what would you do?
Hanging at the club some busters are mean-mugging you
It's five to one
Dawg they gonna bust a cap off
You reach into yo drawers, oh but you forgot yo strap (oh shit)
They laughing at you cause they see you ain't got yo gun
Is you gonna be a G (gangster) or is you gonna run?
Then you smile, remembered that you packed it
Them busters start to sweat as you reach into yo jacket
Here I is, who am I getting, where they at?
Rat-a-tat-tat
Busting slugs at yo crew, so what you think of that?
Did you really ever think that you had an opportunity to get with a G they call the B-U-K-S-H-O-T
I never you did, so take a deep breath
All the changes that I took resulted in a death
So watch your back cause I got a loaded gat
Cause it's something ta creep to so rat-a-tat-tat

[Chorus: AK]
Rolling through the hood (yeah)
Busters getting jealous (yeah)
Take out yo strap and go rat-a-tat-tat (it's something ta creep to)
Creep down the street (yeah)
Punks I'm mean-mugging (yeah)
Pull out yo gat and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
Be a real G and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
Let's get it on and go rat-a-tat-tat (creep to this)
Rolling through the hood (yeah)
Busters getting jealous (yeah)
Take out yo strap and go rat-a-tat-tat (it's something ta creep to)
Creep down the street (yeah)
Punks I'm mean-mugging (yeah)
Pull out yo gat and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Walking down the block (yeah), suckers starting trouble (yeah)
Be a real G and go rat-a-tat-tat (something ta creep to)
Hanging at the club (yeah), fools wanna trip (yeah)
Let's get it on and go rat-a-tat-tat (creep to this)
Rolling through the hood (yeah)
Busters getting jealous (yeah)
Take out yo strap and go rat-a-tat-tat (it's something ta creep to)
Creep down the street (yeah)
Punks I'm mean-mugging (yeah)
Pull out yo gat and go rat-a-tat-tat