As I sit and assemble the parts of this assault rifle
Beside me is ammo and Holy Bible
God bless all of the future dead on arrivals
The small names those with distinguished titles
What your about to hear is not a rap recital
It's a documentation of how I killed my rivals
No time to idol, let's get down to business
Without further delay, here's my chosen hit list
Let's start with the gangsta's & drug lords
Some wave flags, some smuggle over shores
Some of you brothers are taking this thing overboard
With all the gun clapping, the riches off of raw
There's too many tryna escape what you record
Far too many lose it all while you win awards
You either get locked up or see the morgue
Yea you glorify that life on & off tour
I've sat back long enough and watch ya'll run the course
Now let's see you run from bullets sent with no remorse
I hold the torch, you feel the flame
Yea I know it's wrong, it's the name of change
I've now become a killa with no conscious
Your favorite emcees greatest nemesis
I'm aiming this weapon and rappers are my targets
Whoever's in the scope, is next to get hit
Your content is killin us so we "X" you out
I'm only mirrorin the content that you rap about
It ain't pretty when we gunnin for ya
Get the duckin start the running when we truckin fo ya
Turn the other cheek for long enough too many die
Glorifyin a life no longer lived kids idolize
So many young minds Impressed by wicked times
Know I got that product they need fiends and lines
Such a horrible reference I'm reflectin
Light is ever present, won't ever be evanescence
Grew up on that drug rap thankful I had direction
Chose not to step in, see the lives it's effectin
Even effectin my rhyme scheme in this message
Deeper than we expected so time is of the essence
Kids quoting these gun raps before they know math
To me it don't add up no other option I subtract
By any means necessary X with the AK
There's a war outside peep out to look who got my back?
The son had 12 they ain't believe till he was ghost
So if you poisonin the youth, you could get this holy smoke
Lord forgive me for this flow
Sacrifice my being so the kids can live & grow
Observe from a distance scopin the competition
They will learn not to cross here got em in my vision
Father forgive us, real know it's felt
Give it all to you, we ain't tryna see a cell
Wicked won't prevail, pray for em, wish em well
So many high key, steady tattle on they self
Head up in psalms and proverbs give the word
We let it all go, let you clear up the curse
Always put in work, staying close to a verse
Take it in out own hands, we only make it worse
This not to fight, fire with fire
Cause real talk, we just tryna take em higher
Higher thinking higher quality, can't let you all bother me
Psalm 23:4 written on the main artery
Waiting for the Lord, to avenge like in Romans
Book is pretty clear, do away, with the scopin
Put you all on in the Lord stay hopin
Put the clip down ain't no need for no reloadin
Father I come to you, you can see I'm on the edge
Speaking to the youth, let em know they God's kids
Lead em all to you, let em know you truly live
Real & keep it true, so it is what it is
Develop a nag just to be different
Tho I make mistakes, assassinate how I'm living
Caught up in the race, forgetting the true mission
Aim this weapon know the words that it spit, is here to bless them
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As I sit and assemble the parts of this assault rifle
Beside me is ammo and Holy Bible
God bless all of the future dead on arrivals
The small names those with distinguished titles
What your about to hear is not a rap recital
It's a documentation of how I killed my rivals
No time to idol, let's get down to business
Without further delay, here's my chosen hit list
Let's start with the gangsta's & drug lords
Some wave flags, some smuggle over shores
Some of you brothers are taking this thing overboard
With all the gun clapping, the riches off of raw
There's too many tryna escape what you record
Far too many lose it all while you win awards
You either get locked up or see the morgue
Yea you glorify that life on & off tour
I've sat back long enough and watch ya'll run the course
Now let's see you run from bullets sent with no remorse
I hold the torch, you feel the flame
Yea I know it's wrong, it's the name of change
I've now become a killa with no conscious
Your favorite emcees greatest nemesis
I'm aiming this weapon and rappers are my targets
Whoever's in the scope, is next to get hit
Your content is killin us so we "X" you out
I'm only mirrorin the content that you rap about
It ain't pretty when we gunnin for ya
Get the duckin start the running when we truckin fo ya
Turn the other cheek for long enough too many die
Glorifyin a life no longer lived kids idolize
So many young minds Impressed by wicked times
Know I got that product they need fiends and lines
Such a horrible reference I'm reflectin
Light is ever present, won't ever be evanescence
Grew up on that drug rap thankful I had direction
Chose not to step in, see the lives it's effectin
Even effectin my rhyme scheme in this message
Deeper than we expected so time is of the essence
Kids quoting these gun raps before they know math
To me it don't add up no other option I subtract
By any means necessary X with the AK
There's a war outside peep out to look who got my back?
The son had 12 they ain't believe till he was ghost
So if you poisonin the youth, you could get this holy smoke
Lord forgive me for this flow
Sacrifice my being so the kids can live & grow
Observe from a distance scopin the competition
They will learn not to cross here got em in my vision
Father forgive us, real know it's felt
Give it all to you, we ain't tryna see a cell
Wicked won't prevail, pray for em, wish em well
So many high key, steady tattle on they self
Head up in psalms and proverbs give the word
We let it all go, let you clear up the curse
Always put in work, staying close to a verse
Take it in out own hands, we only make it worse
This not to fight, fire with fire
Cause real talk, we just tryna take em higher
Higher thinking higher quality, can't let you all bother me
Psalm 23:4 written on the main artery
Waiting for the Lord, to avenge like in Romans
Book is pretty clear, do away, with the scopin
Put you all on in the Lord stay hopin
Put the clip down ain't no need for no reloadin
Father I come to you, you can see I'm on the edge
Speaking to the youth, let em know they God's kids
Lead em all to you, let em know you truly live
Real & keep it true, so it is what it is
Develop a nag just to be different
Tho I make mistakes, assassinate how I'm living
Caught up in the race, forgetting the true mission
Aim this weapon know the words that it spit, is here to bless them
Beside me is ammo and Holy Bible
God bless all of the future dead on arrivals
The small names those with distinguished titles
What your about to hear is not a rap recital
It's a documentation of how I killed my rivals
No time to idol, let's get down to business
Without further delay, here's my chosen hit list
Let's start with the gangsta's & drug lords
Some wave flags, some smuggle over shores
Some of you brothers are taking this thing overboard
With all the gun clapping, the riches off of raw
There's too many tryna escape what you record
Far too many lose it all while you win awards
You either get locked up or see the morgue
Yea you glorify that life on & off tour
I've sat back long enough and watch ya'll run the course
Now let's see you run from bullets sent with no remorse
I hold the torch, you feel the flame
Yea I know it's wrong, it's the name of change
I've now become a killa with no conscious
Your favorite emcees greatest nemesis
I'm aiming this weapon and rappers are my targets
Whoever's in the scope, is next to get hit
Your content is killin us so we "X" you out
I'm only mirrorin the content that you rap about
It ain't pretty when we gunnin for ya
Get the duckin start the running when we truckin fo ya
Turn the other cheek for long enough too many die
Glorifyin a life no longer lived kids idolize
So many young minds Impressed by wicked times
Know I got that product they need fiends and lines
Such a horrible reference I'm reflectin
Light is ever present, won't ever be evanescence
Grew up on that drug rap thankful I had direction
Chose not to step in, see the lives it's effectin
Even effectin my rhyme scheme in this message
Deeper than we expected so time is of the essence
Kids quoting these gun raps before they know math
To me it don't add up no other option I subtract
By any means necessary X with the AK
There's a war outside peep out to look who got my back?
The son had 12 they ain't believe till he was ghost
So if you poisonin the youth, you could get this holy smoke
Lord forgive me for this flow
Sacrifice my being so the kids can live & grow
Observe from a distance scopin the competition
They will learn not to cross here got em in my vision
Father forgive us, real know it's felt
Give it all to you, we ain't tryna see a cell
Wicked won't prevail, pray for em, wish em well
So many high key, steady tattle on they self
Head up in psalms and proverbs give the word
We let it all go, let you clear up the curse
Always put in work, staying close to a verse
Take it in out own hands, we only make it worse
This not to fight, fire with fire
Cause real talk, we just tryna take em higher
Higher thinking higher quality, can't let you all bother me
Psalm 23:4 written on the main artery
Waiting for the Lord, to avenge like in Romans
Book is pretty clear, do away, with the scopin
Put you all on in the Lord stay hopin
Put the clip down ain't no need for no reloadin
Father I come to you, you can see I'm on the edge
Speaking to the youth, let em know they God's kids
Lead em all to you, let em know you truly live
Real & keep it true, so it is what it is
Develop a nag just to be different
Tho I make mistakes, assassinate how I'm living
Caught up in the race, forgetting the true mission
Aim this weapon know the words that it spit, is here to bless them
Writer: Randy Ramage, Tobias Ramage
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid