(Intro) Okay f** all this You wanna see horror? How 'bout I grab this gun right here And go on a motherf**in' rampage b**h (Chorus) X2 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber Look into the pit of my eyes, feel my anger (Verse 1) Now it's on 'cause i'm madder than a motherf**er Loadin' up the gauge and blast a few b**h, hater bustas Not a gangster but a k**er now i'm packin' heat Ready to put some holes in heads and blow you f**in' off your feet People comin' at me frantic, tellin' me it's drastic But you f** with Kryptik, you'll wind up in a casket Ain't no place to hide, ain't no place to run Forget the holy bible you can pray to my shotgun Thinkin' i'll spare your life, but you i'll take it quicker Youthink guns are for b**hes well I beg to differ Yo i'm makin' bodies stiffer than the f**in' grim reaper Comin' out the shadows like the night of the creeps yo 'Cause i'm on a rampage blowin' off f**in' domes k**in' motherf**as when they exit their f**in' homes Bang, bang, bang, drop the clip from the handle Another f**er dead, somebody light a candle (Chorus) X2 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber Look into the pit of my eyes, feel my anger (Verse 2) This ones dedicated to you punk b**hes Autopsy time, close the wounds up with stitches There's always that one ho who thinks she's too good for ya Barrell in her p**y, pull the trigger, that'll show I'm not Son Of Satan, so I ain't doin' what my dog said 'Cause if I did that, there'd be no more livin' people left So pa** those bullets on the left hand side Push the clip in the handle, lock and load, let's ride Creepin' on a victim, followin' close behind, hit the headlights Cap 'em in the face, pull the trigger, yo that's right Brains on the window, on the seats, on the inside One sick f** with a grin on the outside Ain't nobody safe 'cause dommsday is comin' By the name of Mr. Rukus, so you better start runnin' Bang, bang, bang, drop the clip from the handle Another f**er dead, somebody light a candle (Chorus) X2 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber Look into the pit of my eyes, feel my anger 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber 17 rounds 17 rounds 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber 17 rounds 17 rounds 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber 17 rounds 17 rounds 17 rounds out the clip through the chamber 17 rounds 17 rounds Look into the pit of my eyes, feel my anger