Looking Down The Barrel Of A Gun(OD Remix)

歌詞

I'm... Rolling down the hill, snowballing getting bigger An explosion in the chamber, the hammer from the trigger I seen him get stabbed, I watched the blood spill out He had more cuts than my man Chuck Chillout 24 is my age and .22 is my gauge I'm writing rhymes on a page, I'm going off in a rage 'Cause I'm out on a mission, a stolen car mission Had a small problem with the transmission Three on the tree in the middle of the night I have this steak on my head 'cause I got into a fistfight Life comes in phases, take the good with the bad You bought those coins on the street and you know you got had Because it's all high spirit, you know you got to hear it Don't touch the mic, baby, don't come near it It's gonna get you, it's gonna get you It's gonna get you, girl, it's gonna get you Lookin' down the barrel of a gun Son of a gun, son of a bitch Getting paid, getting rich Ultraviolence running through my head ?, y'all, makin' me see red Rapid fire Louie, like Rambo got bullets I'ma' die harder like my kid Chase Willis I love girlies, waxin' and milkin' Coordinating dicks is my man Dave Scilken Predetermined destiny is who I am You got your finger on the trigger, like the Son of Sam I'm like Clockwork Orange, goin' off on the town Got homeboy bonanza to beat your ass down I'm mad at my desk and I'd be writing all these curse words Expressing my aggressions through my schizophrenic verse words You're a headless chicken chasin', a sucker freebasin' Looking for a fist to put your face in Get hip, get hip, don't slip, knuckleheads Racism is schism on a serious tip