Trick-trick - Revenge lyrics

If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one Who knows (x3) I play a game where there's no rules You can't afford to lose (x2) Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes You can't afford to lose (x2) It's the motherf**in boogeyman Say seven ‘Hail Marys' cuz I'm back again Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin When the knives and guns come out and “Oh I'm back at that again” Is the sound when I gunem down These motherf**ers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink And I'm lookin for my so called k**ers if they weren't weak But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts Tell that motherf**er if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell Americas most dangerous city Is it enough? Do you want more? Am I afraid of what I'll be without war? Is this life worth fighting for? Am I afraid of what I'll be without war? You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there? Want that monkey on your back and that God off in your crosshairs? You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears? You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care? You wanna play a game where there's no rules? You want them f**in body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes? My shoes are like caves I think “No man can wear them” You'd get lost inside them first Plus getting stabbed til d**h scares them And I'm lookin for my so called k**ers if they weren't weak But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts Tell that motherf**er if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell Americas most dangerous city If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one Who knows (x3) [Verse: Trick Trick:] 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin When I let that motherf**er go its gonna let everybody know I ain't actin Ccuz whats Ccraccin? I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but f** it If that's what they want then they got it I'm a bad motherf**er with the hands You don't want no trouble with your mans I know you got a couple of your mans That's when the war come out The one that make the cops come out I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth They hospice Shoulda sent a doc to your house Conrad Murray (f** you TRICK TRICK) My eyes blurry (GOON SQUAD) I don't take my meds for the sh** I'm on so call your attorney My problem is you think I'm retarded Respect the boss or press charges It s**s for you to become the target If you bow down I might disregard it b**h you started it Til dearly departed he's no longer with us Won't give us no more of that sh** you been given us k**in continuous REVENGE