"ON SIGHT!" lyrics
Look who it is, it's the man with the finest hits
You fuck around and catch iron fists
I got a giant list, so motherfucker, who want it?
Poppin' out the graveyard, better start runnin'
It's gonna be a doozy, I'm playin' with an Uzi
A couple hundred milligrams, feelin' hella woozy
Birdie on the sack like I'm Banjo-Kazooie
Y'all can see me on the screen, TV and a movie
Vein cutter, the .45 tucker
Sour like a Warhead, make your lips pucker
A blood sucker, y'know, the Molotov chucker
I'm coming up from under, makin' noise like thunder
It's the mystic, better go ballistic
Front row ticket, don't think you wanna miss it
You wanna feature? I'mma need a lung
You should've swung
Fuckin' around and get yo' dumbass stung
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if I see you tonight, it's on sight
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight, bitch
Like burnin' rubber, I'm a real stone thrower
Foamin' out the mouth, and I've never been sober
Stone cold, behold: The sucka soul snatcha
Catchin' bullets just to throw 'em right back at ya
Hit the deck and catch the full effect
I'm runnin' with a temper and comin' for your neck
A stimulant user, microphone bruiser
The supa-dupa supreme mood reducer
One, two, three and the four
I got a rare sickness, need no antidote
I pop another witness, flow forever mo'
'Bout to get 'em from a distance; a killer in a cloak
Better be ready 'cause I'm goin' out swingin'
You bitches ain't shit, quit fuckin' with the demon
It's on tonight, I think you're better off bleedin'
And when it's all gone (What you believe in?)
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight
You fuck around and catch iron fists
I got a giant list, so motherfucker, who want it?
Poppin' out the graveyard, better start runnin'
It's gonna be a doozy, I'm playin' with an Uzi
A couple hundred milligrams, feelin' hella woozy
Birdie on the sack like I'm Banjo-Kazooie
Y'all can see me on the screen, TV and a movie
Vein cutter, the .45 tucker
Sour like a Warhead, make your lips pucker
A blood sucker, y'know, the Molotov chucker
I'm coming up from under, makin' noise like thunder
It's the mystic, better go ballistic
Front row ticket, don't think you wanna miss it
You wanna feature? I'mma need a lung
You should've swung
Fuckin' around and get yo' dumbass stung
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if I see you tonight, it's on sight
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight, bitch
Like burnin' rubber, I'm a real stone thrower
Foamin' out the mouth, and I've never been sober
Stone cold, behold: The sucka soul snatcha
Catchin' bullets just to throw 'em right back at ya
Hit the deck and catch the full effect
I'm runnin' with a temper and comin' for your neck
A stimulant user, microphone bruiser
The supa-dupa supreme mood reducer
One, two, three and the four
I got a rare sickness, need no antidote
I pop another witness, flow forever mo'
'Bout to get 'em from a distance; a killer in a cloak
Better be ready 'cause I'm goin' out swingin'
You bitches ain't shit, quit fuckin' with the demon
It's on tonight, I think you're better off bleedin'
And when it's all gone (What you believe in?)
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight
When it come to crooks, I wrote the book
Hoes stop and look, hella fellas shook
So I'mma hold the mic like I'm takin' a bite
And if see you tonight, it's on sight
Writer(s): Tanner Petulla
