I feel like King Kong snorting cocaine
You can't fuck with me, this is foreplay
This is everything I told 'em I would portray
They callin' me a killer, I guess murder is my forte
Never short change, gotta get my money up
Stacks in the duffle 'til I can't get the zipper shut
If they tryna go to war I should wish 'em luck
'Cause all I fear is God so I could give a fuck
If you evolve fall victim to my plan
If you look advanced, it's gettin' a lot fan
Or it gets hot in the kitchen hot as a Cayenne
But I could handle the heat hotter than Iran
I am the man handing out toe tags
Your life in my hands, throw back
I been in this a minute, didn't you know that?
Plus I been waiting to go, why should I hold back?
There's no chance so the haters better pipe down
Get yourself in the zone for tonight's sound
If you wanna get this on cut the lights out
We could do this right now, we should do this right now
To all my people that belong in the padded room
With a caution to the wind type attitude
All my dove heads, all they see is blood red
They ask if I could hold me, I tell 'em that he's fuckin' dead
He's fuckin' dead
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