"Tetrodotoxin" lyrics
I was wiping down my Uzi thinking about you
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
God, God
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thanks, thanks, thanks, for real
One of the Ten Commandments is "Thou shall not kill"
Tell that motherfucker with the gun in my face
Or should I run from this place and get shot in the back?
That's an act of insanity, please, no profanity
Says the radio, but fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
I'm just telling facts, 'cause blacks are killing blacks
Nigga stepped on my shoe, and I shot him in the back
Ain't no thang, got a gang, you'll all get shot, too
Once I squeeze the trigger, your crew is through
Think I'm bluffing, then try me, today you'll all die, see
I got a bullet for you and your posse
I got a bullet, I got a bullet
I got a bullet for you and your posse
I don't bullshit, no need to talk shit
The fuse is in your asshole, and you just lit it
To live is evil, evil's to live, you'll learn that
Put it in your Holy Bible and burn that
I was wiping down my Uzi thinking about you
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six
Here come the voo doo, what you gon' do
When my crew back from the dead once more again
Fucking up the flow again, fuck it, here we go again
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked shit
Burned down the church, coming through like the Exorcist
Next to this you getting put on my shit list
Pro-lifers get dissed, you can't fuck with this
Wicked wild, wicked style
I don't give a fuck, I'll get buck wild
I'm psycho, just like Michael
And I might go a little something like this, suicidalist
Dangerous, minds bust when I bust
Kicking up dust, now I must, in God you trust
If I adjust, then I add just this
No justice, no police, bloody body police
I was wiping down my Uzi thinking about you
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
God, God
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Thanks, thanks, thanks, for real
One of the Ten Commandments is "Thou shall not kill"
Tell that motherfucker with the gun in my face
Or should I run from this place and get shot in the back?
That's an act of insanity, please, no profanity
Says the radio, but fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
I'm just telling facts, 'cause blacks are killing blacks
Nigga stepped on my shoe, and I shot him in the back
Ain't no thang, got a gang, you'll all get shot, too
Once I squeeze the trigger, your crew is through
Think I'm bluffing, then try me, today you'll all die, see
I got a bullet for you and your posse
I got a bullet, I got a bullet
I got a bullet for you and your posse
I don't bullshit, no need to talk shit
The fuse is in your asshole, and you just lit it
To live is evil, evil's to live, you'll learn that
Put it in your Holy Bible and burn that
I was wiping down my Uzi thinking about you
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
One, two, three, four, five, six, six, six
Here come the voo doo, what you gon' do
When my crew back from the dead once more again
Fucking up the flow again, fuck it, here we go again
Oh, not me again, last time I wrecked shit
Burned down the church, coming through like the Exorcist
Next to this you getting put on my shit list
Pro-lifers get dissed, you can't fuck with this
Wicked wild, wicked style
I don't give a fuck, I'll get buck wild
I'm psycho, just like Michael
And I might go a little something like this, suicidalist
Dangerous, minds bust when I bust
Kicking up dust, now I must, in God you trust
If I adjust, then I add just this
No justice, no police, bloody body police
I was wiping down my Uzi thinking about you
And if I bump into you, I'ma show you what it do
They speaking wicked shit but really haven't got a clue
They be telling lies, and what I spit is true
I'm not an atheist
