Gangstagra** - Till My Last Shot (feat T.O.N.E-z & Jen Larson) lyrics

[Verse 1: T.O.N.E-z] Talking 'bout setting up the dot While I'm waiting up the block I'm sweating 'cause its hot And they're setting up the plot It's like a bad script With a sh**ty cinematographer The ending of the screen play Is me sending flowers to family and kin Homies (?), man, and all your friends I'll splatter all your limbs 'cause my strategy will win They're claiming that my days are numbered And I'll be forever hunted Even try to make snitches out of all the dames I run with Respect and honour; Nobody dares to sell me out If I get arrested, fam' of my victims bails me out I hear you scheming from the side line Waiting to make a move Until my (?) f** your plan Before the battle begins you lose Drunk off my a**, still 20/20 vision Take you to gun school, your life is the tuition When will you learn? I'm impossible to k** [Hook: Jen Larson] How long will I keep riding? (T.O.N.E-z:: til, til, til, til my last shot) How long will I be on the run? (Til, til my last shot) How long will you try to find me? (Til my last, til my last, til my last shot) I'll vanish like the setting sun (Shot, shot; shot shot.) [Verse 2: T.O.N.E-z] I might let you walk away And tell the world what you were taught today But that would lessen my challengers And I can't have that now I can't go a sec' without the bang-bang pow Skulls and crossbones, liquor and gunplay Model for disaster, strike a pose, kodak Know that I'm the doc, and what I prescribe is shots and corpses Lots of tortures (torches?) To march through my ghost town In the shoot out, I let off the most rounds Eye of an eagle, I breeze through evil This is my last hoo-rah, going down as the best shoot-a Tell you ta move ya Ass out my path Or my bullets will tap dance all over your rib cages Close the book, burn the pages It's in my blood, can't deny my pa**ion for a shoot out Be careful You might get what you askin' for [Hook: Jen Larson] How long will I keep riding? (T.O.N.E-z: til, til, til, til my last shot) How long will I be on the run? (Til, til my last shot) How long will you try to find me? (Til my last, til my last, til my last shot) I'll vanish like the setting sun (til my last, last shot.) [Verse 3: T.O.N.E-z] I'm like an urban legend People say that I'm invincible These are not folk tales Something you should listen to Something that you tell your kids sitting in the living room So that right before bed, they give hugs before kissing you It's hard to k** a myth It's hard to k** a ghost No need for digging plots, you'll never get the dot Place your quarter in the slot, and let the games begin again Shadow box pics of me, pretend to win Tell the world I was feared but never loved That I was shot and hated, but never hugged Your best defence is never bring trouble to me They'll never find your body It'll be covered in leaves Your corpse is snacks for crows Your feet and toes will decompose From beef with T.O.N.E-z My six shooter's my mascot Ride 'til I die, 'til my last shot (Echo: shot, last shot, last shot, last shot) [Hook: Jen Larson] How long will I keep riding? (T.O.N.E-z: til, til, til, til my last shot) How long will I be on the run? (Til my last, til my last shot) How long will you try to find me? (Til my last, til my last shot) I'll vanish like the setting sun