Mister

Mister, Mister, Mister
Check his name and he come get you, dawg
Mister, Mister
Grip two pistols, switchblade stick 'em, kill 'em all
Mister, Mister is a killer
He ain't missin', he won't fall
Mister, Mister, Mister
That nigga is just immortal, y'all

Mister is a nigga on the block, he lives a walkin' myth
He don't show his face, he show his piece, he catch you talkin' shit
Faceless villain throwin' up the
We know he walk with
Pack a fifth, let that shit off, and Mister doesn't miss

Mister, I'm that nigga that be creepin' through abandoned cribs
If I catch you lurkin', I start squirtin' bullets, rip your ribs
All these shots start ringin' out, it's guaranteed to split your wig
Better move away from Mister, I'm a killer, hide your kids

Mister, Mister, Mister
Check his name and he come get you, dawg
Mister, Mister
Grip two pistols, switchblade stick 'em, kill 'em all
Mister, Mister is a killer
He ain't missin', he won't fall

Mister, Mister, Mister
That nigga is just immortal, y'all

Mister, Mister, Mister
Check his name and he come get you, dawg
Mister, Mister
Grip two pistols, switchblade stick 'em, kill 'em all
Mister, Mister is a killer
He ain't missin', he won't fall
Mister, Mister, Mister
That nigga is just immortal, y'all

Artist is Mister, make hits from the dirt
He only comes out to push shit in a hearse
Step in this bitch, scratch an itch with a verse
See, I'm the type of nigga that'll kill you with the words
I'm the type of killer that'll kill, won't say a word
Pull up to your funeral to spit a little verse

Pullin' out a chopper, shootin' into the pew
Got nothin' to lose, I'm born with the illest killer curse
Gotta get close to me, it's scary
Say my name three times, I pop up like Mary
Dump you in a river, then we ride off on a ferry
You niggas is sweet like Ben & Jerry
Pistol turn a nigga to Mariah Carey
Hit him like Bird with the shots, it's Larry
I'll catch a body if a rap nigga dare me
Bitch, I'm so ill that the devil fears me

Mister, Mister, Mister
Check his name and he come get you, dawg
Mister, Mister
Grip two pistols, switchblade stick 'em, kill 'em all
Mister, Mister is a killer
He ain't missin', he won't fall

Mister, Mister, Mister
That nigga is just immortal, y'all

Mister, Mister, Mister
Check his name and he come get you, dawg
Mister, Mister
Grip two pistols, switchblade stick 'em, kill 'em all
Mister, Mister is a killer
He ain't missin', he won't fall
Mister, Mister, Mister

That nigga is just immortal, y

Mr. Pop
It is a background score to a life born of
Sudden violence, poverty, and hopelessness
In gats we trust
Gats, slang for guns