my bullets are like germs formin hollow tips
reside in the lung hook up the respirator quik
first one misses u i got an extra clip
your heart skip a beat from the bullet of the grip
when it comes to beef i'll lay u out on the street
till your whole body collapse n u hear ya heartbeat
have u layin there your face pointed at the concrete
accept defeat from the barrel of my heat
its a known fact i got a killer trigger
if i breathe to hard the hammer cock back and hit ya
auotmatic 10, 100 shots a minute
have u breathin pure blood in the a&e clinic
my itchy killer finger on the trigger of my glock
let my finger do the talkin, he speaks u drop
emergency flatline ur a casualty
three bullets in ya chest, spell d.i.e
Just a quik 16
Criticism appreciated
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