When I Shoot You

[Slaine] I'm walkin through the after hours spot, it's crowded hot and cloudy From kush smoke, bitches doin E, killin that powder Rockin rowdy, guys starin like they know about me Tout me as legend and heard my words and wanna doubt me Before I came up no one looked twice when I passed Now I'm just a snake doomed to live my life in a glass tank It took years and went so lightnin fast I went from no whip to Navigator siphonin gas I rode dolo to this party in particular Sipping liquor 'bout to take this chick to the whip, to give some dick to her We swallow Marley, Bacardi spillin on my Wallabees She whispered in my ear and said she wanna swallow me We stumbled to the car kissin it was actually suckin Bitin and slappin the whole way we're practically fuckin But I shoulda looked in back of me cousin I wasn't thinkin right Never saw the hazards from the Lincoln with the blinkin lights Anyway she hiked the skirt up, the drugs were gone word up My dick was rock hard, I slid my rubber on She started ridin me, the bitch was screamin like I'm hearin her Plus her pussy's wet, leakin all on my interior Just as I came she came, collapsed with a gasp That's when the side of my head felt the smash of the glass Fuck I ducked down, threw her like a rag doll Popped my clutch into reverse and smashed a black Dodge and backed off Popped it in drive, gunned it and crashed more I started speedin off, saw the rock on my dash, my head is bleedin dog I got a couple blocks, started gettin sick and my nerves Hit the brakes and kicked the bitch to the curb [Hook: Slaine] If I shoot you, I'm brainless If you shoot me, you're famous but now I gotta kill you I know the lifestyle that I live is dangerous So when I shoot you you'll forever remain nameless So don't think I won't kill you, I will do it I got a child and a home, fuck it I'll still do it If you shoot me, you're famous If I shoot you, I'm brainless, so what am I to do? [Slaine] I used to be starvin with the animals who hungered for more Moving bundles in the jungle with the gun in their drawers Dudes got locked up and pinched pushing onion and raw All I'm sayin is if they coulda they woulda dug through the floor When the raids came, we all played the game, nobody stayed the same Dudes got locked up, some died in amazin pain Many are alive and fightin still to this moment From the struggle if they gotta they will kill their opponent So when I tell you I'm a villain I've shown it The title of a one in a million I'm not boastin now I own it But that's the same type of thing that gets your roasted now don't it? When you made it out the shit and wasn't supposed to they want it I been a starvin dog with the ravenous beasts Having a piece is mandatory, you get stabbed in the streets For what I make at a show, when you're achin to blow Point blank range my bullets penetratin your skull [Hook] {*bang, bang... bang*}