Shot!

[Produced by Fatin] [Intro] You shot me in the heart Deep in my soul [Verse] Packed my favorite Mamba S-A, S-A-D-A Fifteen to forty rounds by relay Dos trejo pistol, esse S.A. Mexico, model uno Treinty dos, machine spray Cobra, Rhodesia farmers, bush war, vintage Nine millimeter blowback, partially dented Sanna 77 the apartheid weapon Nine by nineteen millimeter Parabellum Single shots, forty round submachine Open stock in owen gun Only 50,000 built. Owning one? Priceless. 700 rounds a minute Nine limbs an oodle, an Uzi, a Sterling, a spector Beretta model 3, Heckler-Koch, Mossberg Maverick Mossberg Magnum, gun city Magnum pump action Excalibur crossbow, an alloy javelin (Wait, how'd that get in there? Shit happens) A Barrett M-99 made in '99 Single-shot, bolt-action, weight 25 (hacked in) A Barrett M-95 made in '95 Twenty-nine inch barrel, five round box magazine Rager automatic rifle, 1940 Cape Town Gas action ten round, iron sight on a mount Base a machine gun, United Kingdom Used by island Mark 3, I'll fire one AR-832 Italian, send Marco battalion Never-used AVB 762 Musco 225 large caliber 910 Blunderbuss, check your Britannica Enter the building, mask quick, block the cameras Trap the elevator shaft off with gas canisters Backpack thrown over both of the black banisters Wracked with panic, that's advantage, I manage it Two stairs at a time, flew it and climb Flew in the door, and the door marked 9 I marked time on the watch says Time on the watch, man, I Crept low like I'm cheating I blow the door, bereavement I wish I could have changed my feelings I wish my wrist wasn't raising even I wish, babe, that you wasn't a raving heathen And I hope the plain bitch was amazing -- we even