[Hook: Project Pat sample]
Pop-pop from the Glock, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land, man nobody knows
[Verse 1: Lil Infamous]
Steppin' out the belly booth, my madhouse
(?) organize make this a torture on victims
I'm grippin' the sledgehammer, (?), syringes and a sickle
Some needle and thread kiss so I can stitch
As yo blood drips I (?) cause I'm a cannibal on cannabis
I'm hungry, zombies guard my torture chamber gates
No escapees, only way to see daylight is me sealing yo fate
Eliminate, before I devour yo face I say my grace
Sippin' red ruM out the holy grail inside of entrails on my plate
n***as is history, I'm not a (?) of real mental imagery
Ricky possessed by the demonic entities
(?) not f** with me now all (?) mentally
b**h I'm vicious with a (?) like rabies
Crazed in the mind ... babies
(?) nothin' new ... on a daily
Catchin' body parts then I send 'em on a Hades
Leave you in misery, I show no pity
Oh tricks, I will injure and show you no empathy
End yo damn life and I show you no sympathy
Criminal mind n***a, f** a life sentencing
f** the d**h penalty, purposely injuring
Damn prison guards all up in my facility
Open the portal to hell then I enter in
Keyser Soze say: "Make sure they remember me"
[Hook: Project Pat sample] 4x
Pop-pop from the Glock, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land, man nobody knows
[Verse 2: Locodunit]
KAY NOW
Play with a n***a AK, hit a n***a bottom front page
Get on yo b**h, hit on yo b**h cause n***a like Bombay
I'm on them pills and MJ, walk on the moon like M.J
Full magazine like east bay
Stay with a drum like Green Day
With milli cause I'm on a green chase
Now I got fans in another countries
She like my ex and she say I'm country
Life I just swallow like pimpin' Bambie
I remember I had to stay with auntie
Mane I was pissed as ever
Two bedrooms on bad (?) we had the sh** together
KAY NOW, made me a n***a a vegetable
I swear these lil bullets digestable
One of 'em stayed in they throat
But I make you sh** out all the rest of 'em
Loco D. maybe commit a homicide, maybe call one of my guys
I can k** one of yo b**hes, shoot goin' down like Mary J. Bligh
I'm hypnotizing yo mind, put that Deuce Deuce in yo face
Shoot the gun til I roll out, I'm Ludacris with the brace
b**h I'm strapped up with AK and I been snortin' that powder
I'm in a daze - that 48 hours KAY NOW
[Hook: Project Pat sample til end]
Pop-pop from the Glock, body full of bullet holes
Where the hollow point shells land, man nobody knows