Verse

Ruffled a couple too many feathers. Fuck em.
But now they flockin in and fussing over the plucking.
The fox and the hen house. Brood getting stressed out.
Prepping to peck at me cause they be less now. oh

Chicken dinner. these kids getting thinner.
Winner Winner at the best spitting competition. I
Strike out the swinger the curve balling pitcher
Little leaguers trippin. i’m home running figures.

Cold blade digging like a skater hitting eights
munch curb tighter than a skater lipping pave. Grinding
teeth till they particles. Heathens departing when
They see me kicking it. As in im stompin em.

Aint no stopping him he's firmer than weight.
Confirmed it. when he placed first without a debate.
Constant. In a world of fickly change. Bitch get outta my way
Got some kittens to slay.


Hook

Drive To Kill Them. No More Hiding

Bridge

Done with hiding gunna come and Burn up all the kid conniving
Fuckers thinking that they sly but really they are right in sight
Hit em with the butterfly. get em sleeping lullaby
The way they talking big just makes me think they must want to die.

Ride tonight to get em setup on the wall and Execute.
Did the numbers get some weapons give em all a redder view.
Grabbin the key of the dented coupe. Head outside and check the fuel
Just enough to get me to- the fuck you doing bitch





Verse

Now I popped two measures and clomp fuel pedal
The thot? Boots heavy. She gone. Zoom. Threading
The traffic. Who better to Stab up Goons then me.
I’m after you. Seconds to last until death bed.

Ride. rustin and blood has sunk in the polished whip
I’m on a mission gather the criminals then abolish em.
Impatient as fuck. pay no mind to the speedometer.
Hindsight screaming that you better never bother him.

But you did so it’s on. Hunt the faggots that scoff.
Check the mirror for cops. Follow thick but i’m calm.
Shifting stick out fourth. Slip the grip of the force
The porkers getting caught as i’m penning em off.

Ticking them off. They ticking me off. Swerve the civic and
 turn them into the median bar. Get the feeling you are.
Close, i know the smell of weak and it’s harsh.
Spot the condo. hotter than my bonnets heat in the sun


Verse

Skip scenes. proceeds
Are going towards me. Empty

The safe of money. The case will not be
Hard for the police. I let them all bleed.
A pile of dead beings slaughtered by lead streams.
Pouring the petroleum set fire and then leave.


Outro

Getting caught up in it all is awesome
Repetitive