That's right.
I shot him down.
For crossing the line.
That's right,
I shot him, but only one time.
He deserved it, I said,
And you're going down too.
And if it came from my mouth,
Best believe that it's true.
You better ******* run.
I'm coming for you.
I hope you are 'noid.
You're gonna be blue.
You need to go hide.
Cause I've never felt.
What I'm feeling inside.
My eyes are red.
My knuckles are white.
I've got a full clip.
And I'm ready to fight.
So go find some shelter.
Maybe a xanax or two.
So you can cope with the blood.
When the bullets pass through.
I'm tired of ****.
I won't take it no more.
Let this be a lesson.
The drama stops at the door.
If you cross the line, bubba.
You'll bleed out on the floor.
One bullet, two bullets.
Three bullets.
Four.
Stop ******* with me.
I can't take it no more.