Текст песни Ghostface Killah — The Sure Shot

image_pdfimage_print

Record spins, I'm goin' in,
I don't shoot to kill, I play to win,
Stay catchin' up with the cutthroats,
Some men shoot a nigga, throw 'em off the tugboat; no floats,
The body sinks to the bottom,
Or left off the side of the road to smell rotten,
The murder sprees, random killings,
Ghostface Killah's back attackin' villains, hangin' from the ceilings.
Godfather motives, gangsta mentality,
Black superhero with the immortality
Forever, I be creepin' in a black mist,
Ill night vision with the militant tactics.
I glide through the air like a swarm of bees,
Shake niggas off quick like a dog with fleas,
Raw meat, leave bodies slumped in the street,
Revenge is the spice of life, it's so sweet.
Ayo, pipe bombs blowin' they souls to Jesus,
Don't need nothing but the puzzle glue for the pieces,
Meat cleaver cut finger tips like rib tips,
Home invasions, cars gon' flip, DeLucas lose,
Pair of cement shoes, tossed in the ocean,
Popped until they brain ooze, I won't lose,
Blood all on my apron, hog tie 'em up while they try escapin',
Peeped the visual, tied 'em up individual,
Took their clothes off, season 'em like sausage,
Let the pits out to eat 'em, that's the remedy,
Attack, kill, bite off their extremities,
Blood bath splash my name on my wall,
Call it piece delivery, leave a tip on the stall
With an arm, leg, a head,
I'm comin' for you all.

Uh-huh, it's the sure shot.
Heart of a lion, king of the jungle,
I'm a humble killer bee, you as soft as a bumble,
I don't crumble, I strike back hard with a vengeance,
Attack through these killer words I spit in a sentence.
I'm a menace, the black Clark Kent, caped crusader,
The face of a ghost, I disappear in the vapors,
You could murder my flesh and bone, soul's invincible,
Revenge my death, payback's the main principal.
Protect ya neck when you move, I be lurkin' in the shadows,
Starks, the gangsta nigga, I never lose battles,
Pimp nigga, with a superhero logo on my chest,
Big Gucci link, GFK on the crest,
Icy arm for the eagle with the eight carat ruby eyes,
Piss on your mothafuckin' arm while I'm stupid high,
All black down, royalty purple and some ice chips,
Two Glock 9's pointed at you in a hype flick.

Yo, yo, now I'm alone in the room, and I just stare at the wall,
Revenge my death but I'm goin' through withdrawals,
My lost niggas, I miss them, this new power and wisdom
Got me thinkin' I've made a whole lot of bad decisions.
Got locals still to deal with, should I kill her?
Throw her fuckin' ass in a cage with a gorilla,
Or let her live and treat her like scum of the Earth,
I've got goons to feed and babies to birth.
I'm the God now, plus I'm a super rich nigga,
Do more help than harm, either way you figure
Should I protect and serve or cock and aim destruction,
Let the enterprise take over the force of production?
Corruption, my mind state is unpredictable,
I'm bulletproof now, back from the dead, I'm invincible,

Оцените текст
( Пока оценок нет )

На данной странице вы найдете слова и текст песни Ghostface Killah — The Sure Shot. Здесь можно прочитать, а также скачать текст песни и распечатать его.

Поделитесь с друзьями
text-pesen.ru